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Jerry the Pigeon

Marcus William Lowry

On one cold autumn morning just as the sun peaked through the trees. A pigeon named Jerry was waking up to the beams of light subtly pressing against his feathers. Wake up Jerry the light said, wake up and meet me. A few minutes went by and Jerry was slowly drawn from his dreams of peculiar things back into the real world.

It was his first day performing his duties as a courier pigeon. The other pigeons had long left the training nest and Jerry was the last to go. He just didn’t know where to fly and why he should bother following the other pigeons. He had been born to roam the skies delivering top-notch messages but he had no longing to blindly go through life as a delivery pigeon.

Life in Reality of a Particle of Light

Marcus William Lowry

I start as a particle in the center of the Earth. I can look around me and see the inner shell of the crust. It is cavernous and shaking. The vibrations of the magnetic forces are felt in their entirety. The Earth is empty, I then start to spiral upward. Once I reach the ground level I look around and I am connected with everything on this planet. The colors are so vivid and clear. The thoughts of harmony allow me to see magnificent patterns of color which coincide with the sounds they make. I know I have been given the gift of experiencing the physical world.

Scribes of Talenrah
(All names subject to change)

The world we live in is at war! Millennia have passed while the battle of good versus evil quietly carries on through the unseen battlefields of fate. A dark and ominous presence is brewing in the wind of Sheridan. The shadows of the IronClad mountains now linger a tale of despair over their valley's floor. A collateral tax of an Un-Holy war weighs heavily on the vanguard of righteous men. Fueled by their last breath of sanctified power, the warriors of light prepare to make their final stand. They know the war is coming and victory teeters on the scales of time. Their sacred city of Daldrayis (Dal-dray-iss) must soon endure the unbridling wrath of a fast approaching evil.

Inside the high walls of Daldrayis, located in the heart of the valley, rest the ancient scriptures of Talenrah (Ta-Lin-Rah). If they are found in the wrong hands, the world as we know it is doomed. Only High Summoner Valaris (Va-Lar-iss), last defender of the Daldrayan Order stands before the mighty generals and legions of the undead. If his defenses falter and is unable to push this evil back from whence it came -- oblivion will follow.