Dreams are dreams, pen and paper

Bliss is a dream called Love.

FADE IN: EXT. RIDGE – (PRESENT DAY) LORDA, 26, a translucent, slender, white female being is walking methodically along the ridge of a deep valley. As the wind ruffles LORDA’S long hair, she turns her head. Etched on a large stone in the reddish brown of the valley are the words; ‘Oracle Valley’. At the incline of the hill, birds are calling and butterflies are floating about. LORDA frowns at the steepness of the hill. The hill-top looks dark. As LORDA looks up, she sees a red castle atop the...

FADE IN: EXT. RIDGE – (PRESENT DAY) LORDA, 26, a translucent, slender, white female being is walking methodically along the ridge of a deep valley. The grass is luscious and green beneath her bare feet and the sky is bright blue. The wind ruffles LORDA’S long blond hair, she turns her head. Etched on a large stone in the reddish brown of the hill-side are the words; ‘Oracle Valley’. At the incline of the hill, birds are calling and butterflies are fluttering about. LORDA frowns as she takes i...

Running like Murder. Chapter One. Tracy changed to fifth gear and sped up her white Volkswagen. The road was empty and dark now and she knew that in no time at all she would see the bright lights on the coastline that led the road into Atalaia. Tracy had often felt that this part of the road was peculiar since she had moved to Mosquito Beach a year ago. There were sand dunes that all looked alike on the beach and an endless palm grove on the other side of the road which did not grant any noti...

I wake up and it's there again. It has not disappeared. The past is still etched in my mind. The pain is still sharp and real no matter how many years ago it happened to me or us. I'm surrounded mainly by druids that are not switched to life on Earth. Druids in their ugly, gaunt, angular form that know not how to walk. Know not how to sympathise or even to empathise (real skills in my book). These are the ones I have subsituted for living, breathing human contact and by my own choice too. Af...

CHAPTER ONE It was May the twelfth, and for Toby Malloy and Lana Celled’ or it was THE day that they had both dreamed of for almost eight months. Of course neither of them had any idea that it was going to turn out the way it had done, or indeed how it was to conclude. But then do any of us? The drive away from the village named 'Cueshore' that was home to both respective families Malloy and Celled’or had been a planned one and though there were initial complications that had spun them both ...

FADE IN: EXT. RIDGE – (PRESENT DAY) LORDA, 26, a translucent, slender, white female being is walking methodically along the ridge of a deep valley. The wind ruffles Lorda’s long hair and she turns her head. Etched in the reddish brown of the valley is a stone reading; ‘Oracle Valley’. At the incline of the hill, birds are calling and butterflies are floating about. Lorda frowns at the sudden steepness of the hill. The hill-top looks dark. Lorda looks up she sees a red castle atop the hill. Lo...

Murder on Mosquito Beach. Chapter One. Tracy changed up in to fifth gear, speeding up her white Volkswagen. The road was completely empty and extremely dark now and she knew that in no time at all she would see the familiar clear lights on the coastline that led the road in to the centre of Atalaia. Tracy had often felt that this part of the road was peculiar since she had moved to Mosquito Beach a year ago. There were many sand dunes that all looked alike on the beach and on the other side o...

FADE IN: EXT. RIDGE OF A LUSCIOUS ANIMATED (BOLDLY STYLED) COLOURFUL VALLEY – (PRESENT DAY) LORDA is a translucent white female being of fictitious planet ‘Vialet’. At twenty six years old she is slender and gentle-looking. She wears a small pointed hat with a tassel on the apex, she is portrayed walking methodically along the ridge of a big, deep valley, she walks upright and her posture is both straight and relaxed. Her facial expression is different, illuminating a praying matter within he...