tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3764159777348916628.post8971161047997956114..comments2024-02-18T00:11:11.490-08:00Comments on Heroines of Fantasy: A Tale of True Love for Valentine's DayHeroines of Fantasyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07169664399606524540noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3764159777348916628.post-73546755162267690932012-02-16T20:00:09.483-08:002012-02-16T20:00:09.483-08:00Sorry the story didn't work this time, Terri! ...Sorry the story didn't work this time, Terri! It was a great premise; maybe folks are just distracted by love right now...Karin Rita Gastreichhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13788750258292938903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3764159777348916628.post-59144983474575232802012-02-12T17:33:05.218-08:002012-02-12T17:33:05.218-08:00Sorry to those of you who participated! We didn...Sorry to those of you who participated! We didn't get enough of a response to actually create a story. Wah! Just didn't work out this time. Ah, well--live and learn!<br /><br />But thank you all!Terri-Lynnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11468004163467894720noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3764159777348916628.post-78490910728227973122012-02-08T12:31:56.819-08:002012-02-08T12:31:56.819-08:00Bound in a cage of scales and fire, Valentine saw ...Bound in a cage of scales and fire, Valentine saw the smile of the delicate Adalaide as the key to his escape. Although he was born to this form, dying in it was not an option for him…but he could not do it alone. Desire to be with his love fueled Valentine’s machinations and dredged up his hatred for those that kept him from her. He would use Adalaide to gather the tokens that would change his monstrous form into one that could caress her silken skin, but that was not the end of his planning. First he would kindle his temper and fire against their own, against anyone who stood in their way, and rid the world of both fairy and dragon alike.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01653598793552618042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3764159777348916628.post-24213117336721457862012-02-08T08:45:36.744-08:002012-02-08T08:45:36.744-08:00Her memories of the days spent at her mother's...Her memories of the days spent at her mother's apron strings were distant, as forgotten as the story of someone else's dream. She could not forget the days her wings came in, the awful ripping sound, the way the children screamed when she took flight. He had found her, his thoughts clear as mountain creeks in her mind. He thought in poetry. With a toothy grin and flashing scales, he had charmed her, even as the village burned.Clint Harrishttp://wendigomountain.livejournal.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3764159777348916628.post-61480584751243040142012-02-07T10:24:00.457-08:002012-02-07T10:24:00.457-08:00Valentine would break the curse, his love to free....Valentine would break the curse, his love to free. <br /><br />He questioned mages, evil and fair, his wrath was felt by all.<br /><br />Her parents discovered his quest, and away did they hide slight Adalaide.<br /><br />Naturally, Valentine's fury, this act did invoke.J.A. Campbellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02156613488285669190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3764159777348916628.post-87215748552887187162012-02-07T05:56:24.363-08:002012-02-07T05:56:24.363-08:00Adalaide was victim to a terrible curse
That had ...Adalaide was victim to a terrible curse<br /><br />That had made her human, ugly and worse<br /><br />No longer could she slither through the dark of the night,<br /><br />Or hiss with joy at dawn's first light.Karin Rita Gastreichhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13788750258292938903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3764159777348916628.post-70925395993943476372012-02-07T05:41:04.912-08:002012-02-07T05:41:04.912-08:00This comment has been removed by the author.Karin Rita Gastreichhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13788750258292938903noreply@blogger.com