Americans, you have way too many holidays. To us Europeans, it feels like you just love to take every occassion to celebrate something, which I can really understand. One of your more respectable holidays occured two days ago: Martin Luther King Day. Reserving a day each year in remembrance of this great person is the least you can do, considering what he has contributed to the fight for racial equality. Martin Luther King turned the tide in an ideological battle, and paved the way for a better, less racist future. However, no matter how much this grand person has struggled, he will never take the only kind of racism that’s dear to me away: fictional racism.
Sometimes, I write. Sometimes, I think up little universes where different adventures take place. The following story is from an urban fantasy setting my girlfriend and I are creating, called Cassiopeia Lane. We’re still exploring the world ourselves, and this piece of fiction has been “doodled” in an evening. You won’t find out why its called that in this story, but you will discover that you should not just go out and buy a jade statue from a nice old man. Have fun reading!
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“Thranduil the Party King” by TiaAnthy
Quite some time ago, I wrote a piece about why I’m not so fond of Elves in fantasy fiction. While I’m still anything but a fan of our pointy-eared perfectionists, I think that hating something without offering any suggestions for improvement is just…lame. Everyone can be a hater, but it takes constructive criticism and feedback to actually improve something. That’s why today, I want to take a look at how I would approach the old fantasy trope with the long hair and even longer lifespans. I’ll tell you which traits I would keep, but how I would put those into two new and different settings. Leave your lembas at home, it would just feel out-of-place where we’re going!