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The Lonely Barricades


BrickFair NJ and a New Epic

Posted by Zarayna , in Stories, BZPower Oct 11 2015 · 113 views

First and foremost, I'm beginning to post an epic I've been working on sporadically for the last few years. The prologue isn't that exciting, but I promise that it gets better! Reading Fighting to Survive here.

Secondly, I just learned that Brickfair will be in NJ, while I'm here in Philadelphia, so I'm hoping to be able to make it on Saturday.



Posted by Zarayna , in Stories Jun 28 2013 · 122 views

Come on guys, you know you want to read an awesome story about the most awesome Glatorian ever made.
The Shadow proves the Sunshine has been posted in its revamped form in Short Stories. It's been too long since I posted anything here...


Zarayna's Review Exchange

Posted by Zarayna , in Stories Nov 26 2012 · 301 views

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Hello everyone. All writers, myself included, enjoy reviews. So now, I'm proposing an offer to anyone who cares: You give me a short story, epic chapter/short epic (for now) to review, or if you do not have that and still wish to participate, I will attempt to review other artwork you should list, be it drawing or MOCing. In exchange, you review one of the stories I list below. I can't promise that my reviews will be SSCC length, but I will make them a minimum of 100 words; in return I request that you leave a decent review for me.

My Stories

The below stories are listed in order of how badly I want them reviewed. Please note, these are only suggestions to the prospective reader: Although, for instance, one of the stories I want reviews for the most is Safe and Sound, should you desire to read and review We Wanted Those Infidels Dead! instead, I will not have a problem.

Safe and Sound
Posted: Aug 25 2012, 06:24.
Jaurius, son of the highly controversial senator Gementa, sets out to escort his sister home, in his heart hoping that he will only have to do that...
Song: Safe and Sound by Taylor Swift.

The Refugee
Posted: Nov 18 2012, 09:07 PM.
A boy flees from the enemy, but the enemy relents not in their inadvertent encircling of him.

Shredded Radiance
Posted: Oct 24 2012, 09:39 PM.
Templar fic: A traveler walks though the evening woods, his emblem and life alike in tatters.

Destiny's Scourge
Posted: Sep 05 2012, 03:48 PM.
In the capitol of the republic of Dinaru, Makuta is reminded startingly that he has not escape the grasp of Destiny.

We Wanted Those Infidels Dead!
Posted: Oct 21 2012, 09:22 PM.
Templar fic: A group of brigands settles down after a day of plundering, not realizing that a group of warriors have been observing their every move.

And should you wish me to review a longer work (an epic) I will gladly accept in return for reviews of this short epic of mine:

Review Topic
Posted: Jun 16th, 1:33 PM.
As the Toa/Dark Hunter war begins, a toa is called from a remote island to the legendary city of Metru Nui.



Posted by Zarayna , in Stories Oct 26 2012 · 146 views



Who here thinks we should start a Nanowrimo skype group to keep us from getting any writing done?


the whining of an honorable traitor

Posted by Zarayna , in Stories, Library Forums Aug 31 2012 · 107 views

The toa of iron slowly ran his hand along the flat of his sword, the leathery inside of his hand feeling the gradual curve of the keen blade. His eyes were half closed, and to a casual glance he seemed to be completely calm.

In reality, any calm he possessed had been replaced by numbing shock.

He was in his room, in a brief rest he had, before plunging back into the growing war effort.

I can’t go back, his mind whispered over and over again. Not after this.

The sword in his hands was his most precious possession; he had born it as a matoran, and also as a toa. It held a great memory…

But its memory had been tainted unchangeably, profaned almost.

I did my duty. I upheld my oath. I lived according to my honor, he reasoned.

And my blade tasted the blood of my friends. The blood of my love.

Could anything, he wondered, remove that from his mind? It was a tear, and one he could not bear. It tore through his heart, his honor, his being.

Was it treachery to do what I did? Would it have been treachery to not do what I did?

Those questions revolved in his mind, and he could not answer them.

I didn’t kill them! He rebuked himself.

You killed your bond with them, you delivered them over to death, his conscience was quick to point out.

I know… was his feeble response. His hand reflexively began to grip, and he blunted the edge beneath his fingers with his power, almost instinctively.

You delivered those you owed loyalty up for death for their desertion.

But, he countered, I owe my county more loyalty.

Athru is not your country. Dinaru is.

The toa almost snarled.

My country is my island! We are no longer part of Dinaru. We are our own. I owe my own my allegiance.

And your country is before your morals?

The question continued, although he neither dismissed it nor answered it. The toa sat in the silence, his features hard.


For those bemused, this is a write off story of mine, and also is about a character from my upcoming epic, And to the Republic.


Did you see them going off to fight?
Children of the barricade that didn't last the night.
They were schoolboys, never held a gun,
Fighting for a new world that would rise up like the sun.
Where's that new world now the fighting's done?

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If there was a slap for every reference you didn't get, Zar, you would be like a walking bruise.