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Jonathan Cowan
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I'm a hobbyist writer who day dreams story scenes all the times and then forgets what I thought up. I'm Italian/Irish living in the city of Pretoria, situated in the beautiful South Africa! I write poems on a occasion, usually only when asked to by a friend which, for me, makes the poem more special:)

Currently I'm a student at the University of Pretoria doing a BSc in Agricultural Animal and Pasture Science. I love to read, mainly Fantasy and Sci-fi. I'm particularly a fan of Anne McCaffrey and her son, Todd. Currently I'm planning a slight twist to Pern. Not a huge change like some of the fanart and fanfics I've seen(which absolutely shocks me, though maybe I'm just an extreme purist towards that amazing world....:shrug: ) though it is an idea that could have great potential. Its for myself though one day If Todd McCaffrey say's it does justice to his mother's world I'd be over the moon.

I'm like photography to a degree but I see it as capturing I moment that may never happen again instead of creating a moment. That's about it for what I feel anyone who sees my profile should know :)

For those who visit and enjoy reading my pieces, I'm glad you did and I hope they were an exciting door to another world/ place!
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The fae man, whose name turned out to be Andorin, led Llyle and Lizzie towards a forest known as the Forest of Memories. When Llyle asked why it was called that, Andorin explained that it was named after the fruit that grew on a certain tree in the centre of the forest. Its fruit would give back the memories of the person who ate it.

After walking through the rustling forest for over an hour, the trio came to a clearer patch of forest with a single, huge tree in its centre. Hundreds of thick, twisting branching sprouted from its impossibly thick trunk and ruby-coloured, mango-shaped fruit hung heavy from them. Nestled between the roots was a cave-like hollow, and in front of it was an elderly fae sitting in a rocking chair, rocking sedately back and forth.

“Wow,” was all Llyle and Lizzie could say at the sight of the monstrously large titan of a tree.

“Take your time gawking, you two. He’s waited this long, so some gawking won’t make any difference.” Andorin patted their shoulders and smiled knowingly. He’d gawked too when he’d first laid eyes on the tree. The man he was now leading Llyle and his friend to had approached him years before, asking for an aide as his body was becoming too weak for him to leave the forest.

After a few minutes, Andorin tapped the children’s shoulders, snapping them out of their staring. He led them straight to the old faerie at the base of the tree. They both looked hesitant but approached nonetheless. Llyle saw the old fae’s eyes rest on him, scrutinising him. They were the palest shade of green the boy had ever seen, but looked similar to the colour of the seawater in Durban when you were up close.

“Hello, Llyle. Do you like my home?” thumbing over his shoulder.

Llyle could only stare in shock. Then his mouth opened and out came” You know my name, which means you must be God, and that means for sure that I’m dead!” at such a speed that it was almost unintelligible. The boy suddenly looked very sullen and bit his lower lip.

Both Lizzie and Andorin were confused by Llyle’s words, but the old fae’s reaction caught them off guard. He burst into a roaring laughter, falling off his rocking chair. Llyle, Lizzie and their guide all stared at him. After a while, whoops and howls subsided and the old faerie composed himself. “My apologies, everyone. That wasn’t quite the reaction I was expecting” he said after catching his breath and dusting himself off.

“Firstly, Llyle, I’m not God. My name Arthur.” he told the boy matter-of-factly, and then continued, “And you’re not dead.”

“Well, where am I then if I’m not dead and in heaven? Am I dreaming?”

“You, my dear boy, are in a coma.”

“What’s a coma?”

“A coma is a type of sleep you go into when something goes wrong with your brain or even your body, and it’s very difficult to wake up from.”

“If you knew my name, does that mean you know how I got into it?”

“Sadly, Llyle, I do not. I can, however, tell you why you’re here in the first place.”

“Why?”

“Every person who has come to Avalon was here to learn both a lesson and because the faeries needed their help.”

“Okay.....but, you still haven’t told me how you knew my name.”

“That,” Arthur said with a sigh and got back into his rocking chair, “is the end of a long story. Have a seat.”

The trio sat, for even Andorin hadn’t heard the story of Arthur’s origins. Nobody really knew as nobody really visited and spoke to him. He began his story, telling them of how he had come to Avalon the exact same way Llyle had, that he had fallen into a coma when Avalon was in a time of need. He’d met Avalon’s Guide, just as Llyle was now doing, and had found out his current state, only he was much older than the boy. Llyle timidly put up his hand. Arthur smiled at him and indicated that he speak up.

“Were you a faerie already when you came here?”

Arthur chuckled softly. “No, but I’ll get to that.” Llyle lowered his hand and burned with embarrassment at asking such a silly question. “So, anyway, after completing what was required of me, I had a choice.”

“And what was that choice, Mr. Arthur?” Lizzie piped up, feeling a bit brave.

“It was between three things: returning to my original life to wake up in a hospital or some bed, moving on to another life, or remaining here in this beautiful paradise as the new Guide of Avalon. I suppose it’s quite obvious which I chose.”

“Sir, if I may, why did you choose to stay?” Llyle asked, somewhat hesitantly and still a bed red in the face from his last enquiry.

“My life was horrible and I wasn’t ready for a new life yet. It was from the moment of choosing to stay, however, that I knew your name, Llyle. It was the choice that made me a faerie, as the Guide can only be fae.”

“So, I have a choice, too? What if I want to go home?” and he sounded both hopeful and fearful of the answer.

“Then you may return home, and I will again know the name of the next visitor.”

Llyle felt somewhat hopeful now. He wasn’t dead, and there was a way home. But now there was the problem of Avalon’s problem. “You said I came here to learn a lesson and because Avalon is in trouble?”

“The Nightmares and their attacks are become worse and more numerous, Llyle, and the key to keep them from destroying Avalon is in your pocket.” Arthur replied gravely.
The Adventures of Llyle(Part 4:Forest of Memories)
This is the forth installment of the weekly Adventures of Llyle series :)
Here we see some plot arrive :noes:

If you enjoyed this part, be sure to read the rest here(so that you aren't in the dark as to the rest of Llyle's journey):
Part 1: Arrival in Avalon - The Adventures of Llyle(Part 1: Arrival in Avalon)
Part 2: A Field of Stars - The Adventures of Llyle(Part 2: Field of Stars)
Part 3: Nightmares abound - The Adventures of Llyle(Part 3: Nightmares Abound)

Tune in next Friday for the next exciting episode of Dragon ba- oh. wrong show :facepalm:

Tune in next Friday for the next plot-ridden installment of Llyle's journey through Avalon!
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  • Mood: Optimism
  • Listening to: Titanium
  • Reading: The Rowan by Anne McCaffrey
  • Watching: Trinity Blood
  • Playing: Borderlands2
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: Water
Coz my smartass rhyming is on another level dammit!

So, time to explain! :)

Over the last 4 weeks I've been working on a weekly segment of a story based on a person who was once alive. It's called "The Adventures of Llyle" though the title may change so that it is more relevant to the storyline.

Today I'll be posting Part 4 of this story, which has already brought tears to the eyes of those who knew Llyle and will never forget him. Even tears to mine, even though I never had the chance to meet him.

Each of the previous links are listed below, and in the description of each is a link to the others :)
If you enjoy them, stay tuned very Friday as this is when I post.

Part 1: Arrival in Avalon - The Adventures of Llyle(Part 1: Arrival in Avalon)
Part 2: A Field of Stars - The Adventures of Llyle(Part 2: Field of Stars)
Part 3: Nightmares abound - The Adventures of Llyle(Part 3: Nightmares Abound)

In other news, I'm helping with the Reproduction Physiology practicals with the 3rd years do :D
Lura stood opposite Keira Hagai, an NYFE racer mechanic. And they were arguing. Loudly.

“Look, Keira, we both know Jak is the better racer between the two!” Lura exclaimed quite vehemently, even though she didn’t know Jak from a bar of soap.
“Don’t be naive, Lura. We both know that Erol has been racing for years.”
“Even the best get beaten eventually.”
“The reigning Grand Champion will not be beaten today,” and with that she hmphed, turned around and walked off out of the race garage with her nose in the air.

Lura rolled her eyes. She was betting on Jak, quite literally. He’d won the first race, so this one shouldn’t be too hard. Voices came from another door, and in walked a pair of Krimzon Guards. One was carrying a box that jingled with each step.

“I don’t know why we had to be chosen to sabotage that stupid racer!” grumbled the one guard.
“Especially since Commander Erol could have asked Keira to do the job on Jak’s bike. She’s sweet on him, after all, and we’d be out there right now waiting to watch the damn race,” Complained the other.

Lura gasped, giving away that there was someone else in the garage. The two KG stopped and turned to her. All three were still and silent. Suddenly, Lura bolted for the door the Guards had just come through.

“Stop! In the name of the Krimzon Guard!” both Guards shouted as the first dropped his box. They unslung their rifles and raced after her. Their booted feet pounded down the corridor behind her, accompanied by frantic shouting.

“I have to find Jak or some official” Lura mumbled under her breath. She was peppered with stone chips as a red fire blast hit the pillar she was passing. “Desperation will bring this whole stadium down with those two blasting away like that!” she thought, just as another shot hit just behind her trailing foot.

“I ordered you to stop, you damn wench!” cried one of the guards before he fired a blast that grazed Lura’s right ear tip. She almost stumbled but caught herself, and then picked up her pace, trying to put distance between herself and they to KG following her, no doubt to shut her up.

There was a side-passage. She took it, even though it was badly lit and looked much disused. Another problem was that it was mostly straight; meaning the KG following her might actually hit her! Bad choices. Definitely bad choices.

The passage suddenly turned left, went on for a few meters, then turned right back to its initial direction. Luckily for Lura the KG were slowed down by the turn and it gave her a bit more distance in the dark corridor.

Lura’s breath was beginning to become laboured, but she pushed on through the bowls of the Mar Memorial Stadium, the sounds of laserfire and boots following her, starting to catch up. A slit of light ahead gave her some hope of escape, so she pushed even harder to get to the door first. It got closer, larger, brighter, until it was below her field of vision and turned out to be a door.

She crashed through it with her shoulder, her momentum carrying her through the doorway and into the race garage. Lura heard someone running over to her from both inside the garage and the passage behind her. “I’m so screwed” she thought, cringing as the garage-set of footsteps reached her. “Are you alright?” came Jak’s voice as he reached down and helped the breathless girl up.
“Depends. KG are chasing me because I overheard them say they were going to sabotage your racer!”
Just then two breathless KG ran out of the tunnel, rifles at the ready. Their faces paled when they saw the girl and Jak together, and that their box had been rifled through.
“I know. Seems Erol can’t win on his own, if he’s getting goons to fix my racer” he replied, mainly to the Guards. They just narrowed their eyes, gestured to say they were watching him, and stalked off.

“I was worried I wouldn’t be able to find you” Lura said softly, thought she had at least caught her breath.
“They wouldn’t have succeeded anyway, Miss” Jak told her confidently.
“Why’s that?”
“I always check my racer.”

The announcement for all racers came over the intercom. Jak directed her to the viewing stands and took his racer out onto the track. It turned out that Erol couldn’t win on his own, as Jak beat him. The defeat sent Erol into a frenzy, and tried to run Jak down with his NYFE racer, missing and crashing into the prize barrels of Eco.
Jak and Daxter OC: Lura hears of sabotage!
This is a free short story for blueeyedwoman about her Jak and Daxter OC Lura

This is also my first OC fanfic piece :)
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  • Mood: Optimism
  • Listening to: Titanium
  • Reading: The Rowan by Anne McCaffrey
  • Watching: Trinity Blood
  • Playing: Borderlands2
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: Water
Coz my smartass rhyming is on another level dammit!

So, time to explain! :)

Over the last 4 weeks I've been working on a weekly segment of a story based on a person who was once alive. It's called "The Adventures of Llyle" though the title may change so that it is more relevant to the storyline.

Today I'll be posting Part 4 of this story, which has already brought tears to the eyes of those who knew Llyle and will never forget him. Even tears to mine, even though I never had the chance to meet him.

Each of the previous links are listed below, and in the description of each is a link to the others :)
If you enjoy them, stay tuned very Friday as this is when I post.

Part 1: Arrival in Avalon - The Adventures of Llyle(Part 1: Arrival in Avalon)
Part 2: A Field of Stars - The Adventures of Llyle(Part 2: Field of Stars)
Part 3: Nightmares abound - The Adventures of Llyle(Part 3: Nightmares Abound)

In other news, I'm helping with the Reproduction Physiology practicals with the 3rd years do :D

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