Author has written 10 stories for Elder Scroll series, Supreme Commander, Mass Effect, Rise of the Guardians, Star Wars, Sky High, Warhammer, Harry Potter, Total War series, and Destiny.
I'm Male, or at least under the belief I'm male.
Over 18 (An Adult) and regretting it
I always follow my brother, although very different we are. You can see him, but not me. You can hear me, but not him. What am I?
I am the beginning of everything, the end of time and space, the beginning of every end, and the end of every place. What am I?
I have an eye but am blind, a sea, but no water; a bee, but no honey; Tea but no coffee; and a why, but no answer. What am I?
I fly without wings, I cry without eyes. What am I?
I saw an unusual book: The foreword comes after the epilogue; The end is in the first half of the book; The index comes before the introduction. Name the book.
What object has keys that open no locks, space but no room, and you can enter but not go in?
What falls, but never breaks? What Breaks, but never falls?
Slayer of regrets, old and new, sought by many, found by few.
Some try to hide, some try to cheat, but time will show, we always will meet, try as you might, to guess my name, I promise you'll know, when you I do claim.
I'm so fast you can't see me, though everyone else can see straight through me. I don't stop until the day you die. What am I?
I am black of eye and bright of hair And my feet are firmly in the ground. I love the sun upon my face And I follow it around. When I am dead and gone tis said, That I will droop real low, That I will keep the birds well fed, Standing stiff there in my row. What am I?
You can crack me; You can make me; You can tell me; You can play me. What am I?
I have no voice and yet I speak to you, I tell of all things in the world that people do. I have leaves, but I am not a tree, I have pages, but I am not a bride or royalty. I have a spine and hinges, but I am not a man or a door, I have told you all, I cannot tell you more. What am I?
What types of words are these: Madam, Civic, Eye, Level?
Thunder and Lightning
The letter "E"
Day and Night
The blink of an eye.
Palindrome - They read the same backward as they do forward
Story of feelings
Once upon a time, all human feelings and all human qualities met up in a hidden place somewhere on Earth.
When Boredom yawned for the third time Craziness, always so crazy, proposed:
"Let’s play hide and seek. Who hides the best is the winner among feelings!”
Intrigue rose her right eyebrow, and Curiosity, not being able to hold her tongue, asked:
“Hide and seek? What kind of a game is that?”
“It is a game,” started explaining Craziness, “in which I cover my eyes and count to million, while all of you hide.
When I finish counting, I go in a search, and who I find the last is the winner.”
Enthusiasm started dancing, followed by Spirit.
Happiness was jumping so much she persuaded Suspicion and Apathy to play who were never interested in anything.
But not everyone wanted to play.
Truth was against hiding, why should she hide anyway?
Everyone, in the end, always find her.
Pride thought it was a stupid idea, although in reality it was bothering him he wasn’t the one to suggest the game.
Caution didn’t want to risk it.
“One, two, three….” started counting Craziness.
First to hide was Laziness who, as always, just threw herself behind the first rock.
Faith climbed to the sky,
Envy hid in Success’s shadow who climbed, with a lot of trouble, to the top of the highest tree.
Generosity just couldn’t decide where to hide because every place seemed perfect for one of her friends.
Beauty jumped in the crystal clear lake,
while Shyness continued to peek from a crack in a tree.
Elegance found her place in the flight of a butterfly,
and Freedom in winds breath.
Selfishness found a hideout, but only for herself!
Lie hid at the end of the rainbow (she is lying, she was at the bottom of the ocean),
Lust and Passion hid in a volcano.
Forgetfulness forgot to hide, but that is not important.
When Craziness counted 999 999,
Love still hadn’t found a hideout because everything was already taken.
She saw a rose garden, jumped in it, and cowered herself in beautiful buds.
“Million,” finished Craziness and started her search.
First she found Laziness behind the nearest rock.
Soon she heard Faith discussing theology with God,
while Lust and Passion jumped from the volcano from fear.
By chance there was Envy here, and offcourse Success,
she didn’t even have to find Selfishness.
She ran out of her perfect hideout on her own which proved to be a beehive.
From so much searching Craziness got thirsty,
and so she found Beauty in the crystal clear lake.
Whit Suspicion she had no problem because she couldn’t decide on a hideout so she just continued to sit on a nearby rock.
And so Craziness, little by little, found almost everyone.
Talent was in the golden wheat,
Anxiety was in the burnt grass,
Lie was at the end of a rainbow (she is lying, she was at the bottom of the ocean),
and Forgetfulness forgot they were even playing.
Only Love was nowhere to be found.
She looked in every bush and on top of every mountain and when she was already infuriated she saw the rose garden.
She went among the roses, took a dry branch and, furious and infirm, started hitting over the beautiful rose buds.
Suddenly there was a painful cry.
Rose thorns scratched Love’s eyes.
Craziness didn’t know what to do.
She found Victory, feeling above feelings, but Love was blind.
She cried and begged Love for forgiveness
and in the end she decided to stay with Love forever and help her.
And so Love become the winner among feelings, but was left blind
and Craziness became her faithful companion.
The earth is full of anger,
High lust and froward bearing,
For those who kneel beside us
From panic, pride, and terror,
Ah, Mary pierced with sorrow,
E'en now their vanguard gathers,
Alice Through the Looking Glass Trailer
When the day, becomes the night.
And the sky becomes the sea.
When the clock strikes heavy.
And there's no time for tea.
And in our darkest hour.
Before my final rhyme.
She will come back home, to wonderland.
And turn back the hands of time.
Latin; Virtute Siderum Tenus.
English; With valour to the stars.
When a wanderer picks a direction, has he lost his purpose or found it?
A wanderer is bravest when he finds a direction to wander to.
Though my soul shall set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.
"CAPTAIN, THE FORTH WALL IS ALMOST BROKEN! WHAT DO WE DO!?"
"... The only thing we can do, reinforce it with character obliviousness and denial and pray it holds."
"Captain, the forth wall was able to hold!"
"It seems obliviousness and denial are just too thick."
Out of the night that covers me,
In the fell clutch of circumstance
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
It matters not how straight the gate,
William Ernest Henley
Red un'z go FAASTAA!
Green iz BEZT!!
Blu iz lucky, makes dem bullitz miss ya!
Black is DED 'ARD!!
Purppl is sneaky, you evah seen a purppl Ork?
Yellow makez da biggest BOOOMS az well as da most shiny gubbinz and teef!!
White is da color of deff!