WrittenInStone

Hiyaa, the name's Wisp but you can call me 'Reviewer'. I've been going up and down, reviewing people nonstop. So, here goes. I just finished reading your piece of work ...

Hiyaa, call me Wisp, I'll be your reviewer today. First of all I like this poem, it's nice even though love poems are over-done and cliched, you're is slightly more ...

This is a wonderful piece of dialogue, it was very intriguing and I enjoy the whole; He fell, No you pushed him. Quite good, and the flow was nicely done. ...

Hiyaa , as many of the readers before me have stated there is quite a lot of work to be done on this story. I didn't like it mainly because ...

Trax raised his left wing, banking a hard turn as he soared through one of the hot air drafts of the desert. He was nearing the sea where the mer ...

Arose watched as the man fell, he fell as though he were a sack of heavy rocks and she smiled. He couldn't swim. Good. She had been sick of his ...

Arose stared at the man who sat helpless in the chair, she glanced at the angry red mark that stood out on his pale skin for a moment a bite ...

A loud shriek escaped his open beak, the sound piercing through the silence that lay heavy across the desert plains. The mighty bird launched himself from the branch of a ...

Arose returned from the kitchen, two bowls of soup balanced in each hand and she set it down infront of Amerine and Dana Dakrai. "I hope you like soup," she ...

Edonia Ravenna retrieved the thin blade that she had sheathed within her tightly laced boot, she had stolen it from her brother’s chambers before they had cleared it of any ...

Arose spotted him, the man most had labelled the 'Reaper' and so she had begun to believe he was in league with Lilin Lohsael. She snarled as she spotted him, ...

[Alrightt, since my end is gone, I'll have to start anew.] Arose marched dutifully down the streets, her long tangle of flaming red hair draped around her neck like a ...

Oh goodness, I feel really out of place when I say that they do because I actually talk back to them - like I'll seriously start a whole argument with ...

Prologue What are dreams? Those foolish and oftentimes desired thoughts that are projected into the mind whilst the body rests unawake, sometimes presented to the open mind once awakened. Those ...

//In all honesty she didn't until she entered - she heard the owner of the inn speaking to himself about someone sleeping in the inn while he was out -- ...