Across from the dragon's remains on the other side of the church behind the altar, the ice encasing of the wizard begins to crack. The lava melting the tomb of the last known wizard, the dragon remains giving way to a new era in evil, the wizard's prison melts. Suddenly the rumbling ceases, the lava loses its firm control over the damaged church. Slowly the lava seeps back to its origins. The church remains silent and still, the ground damaged, the golden walls cracked, the bones of the dragon incinerated. The encased wizard still imprisoned by the ice, cracks in the ice allowing warm air to...
Across from the dragon's remains on the other side of the church behind the altar, the ice encasing of the wizard begins to crack. The lava melting th...
Across from the dragon's remains on the other side of the church behind the altar, the ice encasing of the wizard begins to crack. The lava melting the tomb of the last known wizard, the dragon remains giving way to a new era in evil, the wizard's prison melts. Suddenly the rumbling ceases, the lava loses its firm control over the damaged church. Slowly the lava seeps back to its origins. The church remains silent and still, the ground damaged, the golden walls cracked, the bones of the dragon incinerated. The encased wizard still imprisoned by the ice, cracks in the ice allowing warm air to...
Across from the dragon's remains on the other side of the church behind the altar, the ice encasing of the wizard begins to crack. The lava melting th...
The sun beamed down upon the Turin Basilica presenting another spring day to the people of the region. Roses in the church courtyard slowly opening, expanding their petals towards the beams of light, a morning yawn to a new day of promise and jubilation of peace, but inside the church the talk will not be of peace, but of war. The double doors of the courtyard opens up with two monks pulling the large doors inward, the other side of the entrance gives way to holy crusaders who wear the red cross upon their chests and shields. The hooves of the steeds making a clanking sound against the...
The sun beamed down upon the Turin Basilica presenting another spring day to the people of the region. Roses in the church courtyard slowly opening...
The sun beamed down upon the Turin Basilica presenting another spring day to the people of the region. Roses in the church courtyard slowly opening, expanding their petals towards the beams of light, a morning yawn to a new day of promise and jubilation of peace, but inside the church the talk will not be of peace, but of war. The double doors of the courtyard opens up with two monks pulling the large doors inward, the other side of the entrance gives way to holy crusaders who wear the red cross upon their chests and shields. The hooves of the steeds making a clanking sound against the...
The sun beamed down upon the Turin Basilica presenting another spring day to the people of the region. Roses in the church courtyard slowly opening...
The Icarus Project is a collection of short stories that have been read throughout the world and has moved readers into realms of Fantasy, interstellar worlds of Science Fiction, Westerns, Thrillers, and many other stories that will entertain and enthrall the reader. Historical Fiction is prevalent with several stories of war, heroism, and disaster. Introduced is the Andromeda Galaxy which faces an evil from another galaxy and the Empyrean people who must combat it in the stories of "Andromeda Justice, The History of Empyrean, and The End Return." Every story is unique and original with the...
The Icarus Project is a collection of short stories that have been read throughout the world and has moved readers into realms of Fantasy, interstella...
