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The Chronicle of Matahouroa Chapter 6: Alliance

 “It’s been a while” Panahihou said, breaking the silence.

Maramawhā nodded, rising.

“Wait” Feluz said, his eyes widening, “She’s the one who broke you out?”
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The Chronicle of Matahouroa Chapter 5: Radiance

 From the tower window, Hiruhāramānia seemed like the most pristine,  idyllic work of art. A single building forming an entire city, each  house a chamber within a much greater edific...

The Chronicle of Matahouroa Chapter 4: Serendipity

 “Well, here we are” Panahihou said, craning his neck.

Both  planeswalkers had chosen a good starting point: a slope in the Plateau’s  outer mountain rim, overseeing the jun...

The Chronicle of Matahouroa Chapter 3: Letters

 
Your Majesty,

It has come to my attention that you believe  that I favor the Tohunga Ahurewa’s authority over yours. You appear to  believe that I am undermining your sover...

The Chronicle of Matahouroa Chapter 2: The Journey

 Maramawhā opened her eyes.

“He’s here” she said, rising herself with her staff.

“Do you know where he is?” Te Māī said, as she kept carving the albatross wing bone w...

The Chronicle of Matahouroa Chapter 1: Waste of Time

 A small sliver of sunlight passed through the window, their lids open.  It landed away from Panahihou's eye, but still he felt it, he felt that  small dart pinch his shadows like a mos...

Matahouroa: Dark Comfort

 Music flooded the air, as it always did in that bar.

Normally  Panahihou would at the very least enjoy the rhythm of the drums, feel  his blood quicken with every shout and give...

Matahouroa: Returning Home

 Maramawhā awoke from her sleep, disturbed. She dreamed of her first  planeswalking, of the violence of her tribe's demise, of her desperation  to not be captured, of the trust she fel...

Matahouroa Story: Planeswalkers

Maramawhā

The  Hoiho mystic known as Maramawhā is native to the plane of Matahouroa.  Like most of her kind she was a native to Inanga, where she lead a...

Matahouroa Worldbuilding: Moai

 When mankind arrived to Hinawahine, five great statues were carved, to  mark and celebrate their own homeland and to establish holy places where  the realm of the gods would be closest...

Matahouroa Worldbuilding: Other Races

 Manaia (Merfolk; Black, Green and Blue)

The  Manaia are Matahouroa’s merfolk, their lower bodies those of seahorses  and their mouths with a distinctive beak i...

Matahouroa Worldbuilding: Aven

Matahouroa’s  islands are inhabited by various bird races, whose history extends to  immemorial times, thought to have flown in from faraway lands in the  global oceans. Most of these...

Matahouroa Worldbuilding: Human Culture

  Mankind's history before the Empire is poorly understood, largely due to  the absence of writing prior to it. Legends from time immemorial state  that humanity once thrived in the isl...

Matahouroa Worldbuilding: Introduction

 “Long ago, mankind lived in Sawaiki, the northernmost island in the  vastness of the sea. It was the Paradise that we’ve lost, and the  Paradise that we will reclaim.” 2017-07-28 10:26:41 +0000 UTC View Post

Announcing Matahouroa

Matahouroa was a project I worked for in many years. It is a homebrewn plane for Magic: The Gathering, which I wove into a novel of sorts.

Displayed on other sites before (most notably No Goblins Al...

The Katurran Odyssey Cinematic Script

 (Based on Terryl Whitlatch's book.)

FADE IN:

Heru-wer

Glory be to the rising Sun,
As a falconid phoenix born,
Expelling the grasp of Apep!

Great raptor at the dawn so primal,
Wings of light stretching and burning,
Solidifie...

Equinox Poetry

Winter Sun

Basking in you feels so cold,

Wind runs in and out my nose

As the air is tight on my lungs,

Breathing at mercies so weary,

The watery...

Stream

The Sun rises, filling the waters with light. The stream becomes  silvery in tones, reflecting each side of your glory. There you stand,  transparent and distant, yet ever burning l...

Anthology Concluded

The anthology "Eight Years Of Light And Dark" has just been published on Amazon Kindle.

Remember, you can also access most of the individual poems and stories here.

Blast From The Past

One of the few paintings (only three recovered) I did in my entire life, way back in 2009. Recovered it thanks to my old DeviantArt files.

It is meant to be a flamingo skull.

2017-07-13 06:47:25 +0000 UTC View Post

The Shaman

 Uraguari woke up. 

It was dark around her. In spite of it, she decided she couldn't sleep, couldn't feel still enough even in the absence of light, so she walked out of her den to enjoy a...

First Haiku

 On this shore of
So arid rocks and cliffs I so
Alone stand, the mighty
 

Ancient sun's light ever
So strong, having burned away
Every blade of
 

Grass, every ...

Your Fires

 From the beginning of time
 

That I've roamed the world
 

From the beginning of time
 

That I've ruled supreme
 

Under my vast open skies
&...

The Derptators

Once upon a time there was a peaceful barnyard were the animals lived  happily in pure harmony, where they even had the honor of being selected and killed by the farmer. It was incredibly pleasan...

Sharks

 Many people go around defending cetaceans and wolves, saying they are  misunderstood and endangered. While some cetacean and wolf  subspecies/species are in fact endangered, people onl...

Divine, But Not A Comedy... Okay, Maybe A Little

 My God is a god of war.
My God's wrath extends
Beyond the boundaries
Of an universe this frail.
 

My God is written like I
see Him to be; a tyrant,
Sitting upon this les...

Conquest

 Darkness. Endless darkness.
 

Once, their eyes were blue like the sky at midday. Now, these are burst  bubbles, lips of flesh beneath their eyelids. Their tear ducts still work, &...

Rising Wind

 I find myself,
Standing in a shore,
In those cliffs well
Above the sea.
 

And I feel a mere
Currrent,
Driving the chariot
Of the gods,
And here comes the
Rising...

Bird of Peace

 The vulture, for some reason, is evil to the eyes of this modern culture. Just because it feeds on the dead, just because it  soars before those who died.
 

It is rather unfair to...