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Thanocles, Poetry God

Tw for: religion, death, weaponry mention

Author's Note: I wrote this as a show of my writing abilities. There are 13 stanzas, 6 lines each, and a total of 420 words exact (nice). Enjoy!

They come from the land of the ice and snow

Where the river waters flow

And the raging fires glow

When their enemies ask for mercy they say no

Their name is Thanocles

And they are the poetry god

 

They are the spawn of the goddess of winter

Their enemies bones shall splinter

High atop their mountain old

They rest upon a seat of plated gold

They are nothing but bold

And they write the poetry of old

 

They forge words

Faster than the speed of Thunderbirds

From their fiery mind is made

All the words like blade

They are like a smith

Writing legend and myth

 

They craft words like a god

They are rarely flawed

They have a soul of fire

One filled with mighty ire

They are a magnifier

Their emotions are an amplifier

 

They are strong

Like a Tyrannosaurus rex

And their words

Causes tears and wrecks

In the souls of others

Spreading like venom

 

Their wordsmithing hammers sound

Like thunder underground

They craft words like dwarves forge swords

Their word forge burns hot

Molten metal poured

And pounded into sword

 

Their divine mother, goddess of the hunt

Is of the mountainous realm of the giants

Their divine father, craftsman of Nidavellir

Makes weapons for his clients

Their words causes hearts to sunder

Like storms cause air to thunder

 

Their love is great

It is not straight

They are different

But their autism makes them unique

They have an aura of mystique

They are the poetry god

 

They are a rune mage

And they control their rage

They have a heart of gold

And their soul is bold

They will dine in the Allfather’s halls

And their word hammer falls

 

They write legends

With help from songs of bard

They fight hard

With help from their mind’s guard

They will go down in the history of the world tree

As the mighty and wise god of poetry

 

They draw inspiration

From the gods of old

Who sit on their thrones of gold

They pull from the water of knowledge

And Mimir’s well of wisdom

They will build their word kingdom

 

They will ride their ships to new lands

With help from deck hands

They will drive their sword

Into their enemies

And their words will be poured

Into new weapons for the gods

 

They shine like the sun

Their enemies are on the run

Their glares are akin

To the stare of Hel herself

They will write letters to Odin

And change the form of themself

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Dwarven Might (Poem)

Tw for: death, violence

We stood strong like stone wall

Against the forces of them all

For seven days these seven beasts

We fought with Dwarven ire

To protect our red hot fire

Our keep was burned by dragonfire

We fought and made them flee

We sail to end the war

Dwarves detest the sea

We hate these dragons more

Seven deadly dragons stand

Between our past and future peace

The island where they spawn

Men say it has no wharf

But nothing stops a Dwarf

By the end of that violent day

Seven smitten corpses lay

Our spoils of war will gain

A treasure for our hoard

And honor to our name

When we returned to our deep Dwarven keep

We saw the Orcs on our stone throne

Against them we fought

Our hammers did quake

Their cowardly bones did break

We fought them all day

And our warriors did slay

Our skin made of iron, and steel in our bones

Our Queen led us in

Fighting for our kin

Till victory or death

Fighting till the last breath

When the hammers crack

And it beats their armies back

Our Dwarven might is one that is right

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The Nerd & The Goddess

(Chapter List)

Series Link

Part One

Chapter One (completed)

Chapter Two (completed)

Chapter Three (completed)

Chapter Four (completed)

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Dragon Fire (Poem)

Tw for: implied death

Where once a city stood

Now there is scorched wood

Where once steel swords were forged

Now there is silent forge

Where Dwarf once fought Orc

Now there is an empty wharf

Where Elves once explore

Now there is no lore

Where once a city learns

Now dragon fire burns

Where once we grew in ages

Now dragon fire rages

Where once Orcs fell

And smithing hammer fell

Now it is barren

And there is no Dwarf

Where once a city learns

Now dragon fire burns

Where once we grew in ages

Now dragon fire rages

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Dwarven Fire (Fantasy Lullaby)

Tw for: implied death

Far over the foggy mountains cold

Where cavern cities

Glimmer with gold

And swords are forged

By the dwarves of old

Far over the icy mountains cold

Molten metal poured

And pounded into sword

Where mighty hammer fell

Like a ringing bell

Far over the mighty mountains cold

Where Orcish bodies lay

Near the deep blue bay

Where dragonfire burns

And scholar learns

Far over the misty mountains cold

Where Dwarven fire burns hot

And Dwarven ire hurts a lot

From the fire is made

Every dwarven axe and blade

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So here's what I do

I daydream a neat little battle scene or get a neat little idea

I open google docs (or samsung notes, if I'm offline)

I start writing the battle/idea down in story format

I keep writing until I have a chapter

I write the second chapter

I might start the third chapter, if not I skip this step

I lose inspiration/motivation and stop writing

Either repeat with a new story or come back to this story in a few days/weeks and continue writing because I have new ideas

I honestly don't understand how my writing is as decent as it is. It should be a whole lot worse than it is, not gonna lie

Also I'm not even joking this is essentially my process.

Genuinely curious! What writing process do you try to follow when writing fiction? Give me the step by steps

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Update - 2nd Chapter has 1,459 words, which brings the total to 2,666 words. I'm so excited I've never written chapters this long!

Also I'm probably not gonna upload this story anywhere, simply because it's too dark of a story for the internet.

Someone should totally say that they're proud of me. /srs

I've started yet another story (idk what to call it yet) and the first chapter has 1,207 words. It's the longest chapter I've ever written in any story and I'm super proud of myself.

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Someone should totally say that they're proud of me. /srs

I've started yet another story (idk what to call it yet) and the first chapter has 1,207 words. It's the longest chapter I've ever written in any story and I'm super proud of myself.

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Stormdeep Chapters List

Tw for: violence, death

Deep under the misty mountains cold, the Dwarves of Stormdeep create powerful spells, while hammers fell like ringing bells. However, as prophesied, the Third Assault on Stormdeep will be the downfall of the mighty Dwarven City. It will be followed by a lethal exodus; crossing through the Skøf's Judgement mountain range, heading towards the Dwarven city beneath Thoradinn's Peak.

Part One: Battle of Stormdeep

Warriors of Stormdeep

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Savage Seas (Poem)

Tw for: implied death, religion mention

I'll swim and sail on savage seas

With never a fear of drowning

And I'll ne'er again be frowning

If you will promise me your heart

And love me for eternity

No scorching sun, nor freezing cold

No son of man, nor god of old

Will stop me on my true journey

If you will promise me your heart

And love me for eternity

No glimmer gold, nor shine silver

No vast desert, nor high mountain

No deep blue sea, nor icy sleep

Will keep me from your loving arms

If you will promise me your heart

And love me for eternity

No slicing blade, nor beating maul

No sharp arrow, nor piercing spear

No savage sea, nor raging storm

Will keep me from my love for you

If you will promise me your heart

And love me for eternity

No fierce lion, nor strong tiger

No mighty bear, nor speedy wolf

No blazing heat, nor icy cold

No son of man, nor god of old

No shine silver, nor glimmer gold

Will stop my deep, deep love for you.

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Prayer to Odin

Tw for: religion

Allfather, give me strength.

Show me the path, light my way.

Help me to see as you do,

Help me to know what I need to know.

Allfather, give me strength.

Help me to crush all the forces that oppose me.

Help me to find my spirit when I am lost,

Help me find my path, help me on my journey.

Allfather, give me strength.

Show me which trail to take, for I do not know.

Let me tate victory; let it drive me further than I could go alone.

Let me tase defeat; let it be a reminder of my mortality.

Let me be strong, when others can't.

And protect me when I am weak.

Let me be a guide when it's needed,

And guide me when I am lost.

Let me be a shield, behind which others can hide.

And be my shield when I am scared and cannot run.

Allow me to invoke your blessing,

Allfather, give me strength.

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Prayer to Thor

Tw for: religion

Father of Thunder!

Your thunderous storms are mighty,

They remind me of your strength.

Father of Thunder, come patron god;

Guide me through the raging hurricane of life!

Father of Thunder!

Electrify my soul, give me strength,

Strike those who seek to oppose me.

Father of Thunder, booming Æsir;

I request your might!

Father of Thunder!

Give your daughter determination,

Give your daughter strength.

Father of Thunder, God of Lightning,

I seek your blessing!

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King Honor the Mighty (Poem)

Tw for: religion

Authors Note: I wrote this in an attempt to bolster my spirits as I'm currently dealing with depression. One of my tactics is to fake an ego, and I thought that maybe, just maybe, writing a poem might work.

Deep within the keep

Where he does not sleep

The gods shine on him

And he does not weep

King Honor the Swarmer

King Honor the Shelter

King Honor the Smelter

King Honor the Stormer

On the battlefield

He is a fighter

In the caverns deep

He is a writer

King Honor the Mighty

King Honor the Fighter

King Honor the Writer

King Honor Almighty

Off to Valhalla

Where Odin reigns high

A warrior's home

Ragnarok is nigh

King Honor the Greater

King of the divine knights

King of the civil rights

The negotiator

Deep within the keep

Where he does not sleep

The gods shine on him

And he does not weep

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Berserker & Depression & Aloneness (Poem)

Tw for: Implied drowning

Strike of lightning

Boom of thunder

Like the flow of magma

And the doom at the end

Berserker spirit never leaves me

Blow of hammers

Slice of a sword

Pouring molten iron

Pounding my spirits down

The depression it never leaves me

It's far from nice

Like cement shoes

Pulling me down under

Leaving my heart sunder

The aloneness it never leaves me

But one good day

Changed all of it

And one loving lover

Has repaired all of it

I thank you, my dearest, for your love

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Prayer to Skadi

Tw for: religion

Mother of the Winter!

The howls of your wolves,

They are sweet tunes to my ears.

Mother of the Winter, come patroness;

Guide me through the crystal woods of life!

Mother of the Winter!

Kindle my fierce desires,

Shield me with your white cloak.

Mother of the Winter, proud northern giantess,

I invoke your strength!

Mother of the Winter!

Raise the spirit of freedom,

Lead your daughter into the chase.

Mother of the Winter, ignite the flames of fearlessness,

Wake your daughter's will to fight!

Mother of the Winter!

I seek your companions,

I summon your instinct.

Mother of the Winter, defend your kind,

Guard me from the hateful hands of the fools!

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Fury (Writing)

Tw for: No Trigger Warning

Flow of the lava

Heat of the fire

Strike of the lightning

Boom of the thunder

The fury it never leaves me

Lock up the cage

And rattle the chains

Long have I silenced the cry

Long have I forced it down

The rage it drains me away

Pour out the anger

And hide it away

To carry the pain

To keep it contained

The wrath it burns me away

Like an ache in my heart

Like a rabid beast gnawing away

Like a pain in my soul

Like a burn in my bones

The savagery makes a hole

Flow of the lava

Heat of the fire

Strike of the lightning

Boom of the thunder

The fury it never leaves me

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The Misty Mountains (Poem)

Tw for: No Trigger Warning

Far over the misty mountains cold

Where cavern cities glimmer with gold

Where the Dwarves write powerful spell

And smithing hammer fell

Like ringing bell

Far over the misty mountains cold

Home of the ancient high gods of old

Where Dwarven warriors make home

And Elvish kings explore

Writing old lore

Far over the misty mountains cold

Avalanches rule, frozen lakes sigh

Where the cold wolves of winter hunt

Thunder booms over sky

And lightning strikes

Far over the misty mountains cold

Where the Giants make their savage home

Where Orcs siege every summer

And Dwarves craft sword for all

Molten steel poured