... and now for the muse

I used to post Casey's writing when she was very young. Seemed to us that it was pretty cool stuff. But Braedan was never really interested. Just lately - in his late 8s and just turned 9, we keep finding various half finished manuscripts left unsaved in Word docs. So, I usually save them in his folder and there they stay - never to be opened again ... as Brae just starts his next novel on in a new Word doc the next time he returns to the computer. Here's a sample of one that I've just saved away, unedited, complete with the chapter structure that he had in mind. Probably should teach him how to use Google Docs before his laptop dies.

Lore of Roman

Chapter 1: The Enemy is Coming.

The world is changing, I can fell it in my bones, I can smell it in the air.
It all began when with the sword and shield and the iron fist of the orc,
But when the age of came men came, hope shone in the sky, peace cramped the north, but the power of the enemy is growing, and it can not be undone.

Lingdathie is the king of the race of men, the room was filled with silence
Marches of orcs came drawing close. Soldiers of Lingdathie stayed positioned in the city. The Archers prepared their arrows. The catapults were ready. By now the enemy was ready.

Chapter 2: So it Begins.