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Alec's Fan-Art-A-Thon Writing Entries[Week 7-8 Finished!]

March 10, 2010 - 10:07pm — Alecsander

All stories written by Alecsander for the Fan-Art-A-Thon-2 will be posted in this blog.
When a new story for the week's participant is added a doodle will appear in the 'Fan' section of pictures.
Clicking on that doodle will re-direct the reader to this page where the real entry is located.

Writing

ab incunabulis [Furfur Diary 13]

March 9, 2010 - 7:12pm — Alecsander

This story picks up a few hours after Experientia docet stultos ends.
This story starts in the middle of the events of Sometimes...

If you have just stumbled upon this story by chance then head over to the Story hub to get caught up.
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It was not the first time that she had stood there for him.
It was the first time that he had laid eyes on her in a long though.
How many months was it now?
He had not seen her since the snow was freshly on the ground yet here she stood.
Kita?
No.
Kita was with his old self sleeping soundly.
She was so troubled now days.
Was he to blame or were there problems he could never know in the forest again?

Diary Entry

Limitations [Rhys/...?]

March 8, 2010 - 9:18pm — Alecsander

[X] [X][X][X][X][X][X][X]

[O]

Rhys caught up with him some time after that. He sat down by him and the female companion he had gained. He recognized her from Kita. He never saw her before this point, but here she was sitting silently by him. It was a bit unsettling. Would his madness allow him to take up hand against her or was that not possible. He knew very little of how they worked. He was staring at that damn column again. Rhys was hoping he would have left it alone, but the fascination was there.

Writing

Not Good Enough [..?]

March 8, 2010 - 8:49pm — Alecsander

[X] [X][X][X][X][X][X]

He tried to be social today.
He wondered how the creatures of the forest saw him.
Probably as a deer.
They were simple like that.

So he shambled his way from the ruins and sat down by the first deer he had set eyes on.
He did nothing.
He said nothing.
They ran.
Figures he'd find a 'clicky' timid deer.

Writing

An unknown Challenge [Writers/Artists]

March 8, 2010 - 7:30pm — Alecsander

Blame boredom and curiosity.
In the past three days I have posted more than seven short stories featuring a character known only as '..?'
I want to see what you make out of him.

Writing

Martha [Rhys/..?]

March 8, 2010 - 7:12pm — Alecsander

[X] [X][X][X][X][X]

It seemed that the boy's attraction to the ruins had not waned even in his madness. Rhys watched silently as the figure clawed it's way around the ruins trying to dislodge any untouched stone he could move. It was so very queer and he could not find the motive behind it. The place was already a shell of it's former self. Then again, so was he.

Writing

Obesity [Rhys/..?]

March 8, 2010 - 6:43pm — Alecsander

[X] [X][X][X][X]

Weeks ago they had met in the forest by chance and he had questioned him of it then.
The larger stag had bore down on the carefree figure picking the flowers from the stream and asked that question. It was a frivolous vain question, but even Rhys could not deny that he took pride in his appearance. There was just one aspect that had bothered him for some time.

Writing

Bleeding from the head [Rhys/..?]

March 8, 2010 - 5:33pm — Alecsander

[X] [X][X][X]

He must have known. It was impossible to ignore the injury yet he continued on through the forest as if there were nothing wrong. Really, it was a bit sad and unsettling. He use to push him to prevent any thing of this sort for being tacky, but now it brazenly ran about.

Sad really.

You'd think the child had lost it's mind.
Probably fell out.

Writing

I end what you start [Dhina/Rhys/..?]

March 7, 2010 - 9:10pm — Alecsander

[X] [X][X]

It had started like any other day. Dhina was vaguely aware that Rhys had been in the forest earlier by the large patches of flattened grass but paid very little mind to it. Some days he were active, apparently today enough to run across the whole forest. Probably had a friend appear. She walked steadily for the pond and leaned down to drink from the putrid waters. It still had not completely purified itself of the recent suicides and she still found it to be quite distasteful despite the crystal clear appearance.

Writing

Revolution [Rhys/..?]

March 7, 2010 - 7:44pm — Alecsander

[X] [X]

"Are you satisfied now? Won't hear the end of it. There will be someone whining after that. "

Writing