Stories I'll never finish

Like the title says, this is the stories I'll never finish. I often have great inspiration, yet I never manage to write more than a few pages or so before a new idea jumps to my mind. So I wanted to share them all; why I don't know.

Mature content and grammar fails might follow.

So here we go, my many stories, I'll never finish.


4. Dalan and the land of Iowa

This one are rather rushed, and I might correct it if I remember.


The sun had been up for a while, shining brightly and bringing warmth to their land of Iowa, beautiful land.

Dalan had been sitting and braiding her younger sisters hair, where after they had placed small, white flowers in hers, as it was wild and untameable to any hands. Even Dalan's own pair of perfectly feminine hands. The many tents were scattered across the green plain land and the horses ran wildly about in the excitement of a new day.

Dalan stood up at the notice of her name being called.

Abinier, Brave Bear, you called me?” She spoke as she stopped in front of her friend.

He took a while to take her beauty in. Her hair were wild, yet beautiful, filled with coloured flowers and feathers and her face and body were painted in the rainbows colours, underneath it were a perfectly brown skin and she wore only light leather to cover her gender. He smiled at her before speaking.

The Shaman wishes to have a word with you, I hear it's important.”

She suddenly seemed worried and hurried inside the tent they stood in front of. She bowed to her elder inside the dark tent, it smelled of herbs and she found it difficult to get through all of his 'magical' items, then she finally found the pillow that were to be her seat.

Child Dalan, Dancer in Rain, I've had a vision about an oncoming storm, grand enough to make us suffer from it's otherwise wanted blessings. I will be needing you to go and speak with the spirits and help us in any way you can. You are Dancer in Rain, a name chosen by them, hopefully you have some influence in this matter then, if you have been blessed with such name. The path will be dangerous and treacherous, you cannot walk this road alone. I have then decided that Brave Bear are your companion, and make sure of both of yours safe return. Abinier!” The man called, not giving Dalan a single second to think of this, she still hadn't gotten past the news of the dangerous storm moving their way.

Shaman.” Abinier said and bowed to the elder and then glanced at Dalan, whom didn't seem to have her mind inside the tent.

Brave Bear, I know you are one with a very observant ear, so I figure you've heard the words I've been speaking.” The Shaman said, his face as expressionless as ever.

Abinier bowed in embarrassment as this much were true. “Yes.”

Good, then I wont have to repeat those words I wish to be lies...” The elder stood up and hit Dalan lightly on her forehead with the staff he carried, bones and diamonds jingled from it, and the gems sang when they touched one another.

Your mind wander too easily, child. Abinier, keep a good eye on her.”

The two youngsters looked at each other, they both took a deep breath as they were burdened with this task.

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