5E D&D Race: Ilmar

The ILMAR (plural) or Ilmarin (singular, descriptive) go by many names: savages, barbarians, wild humans. Though few true Ilmar exist, they are viewed by most civilized people as more animal than human. This view is perpetuated by the little that is known of their culture. Due to fear and misconceptions regarding their humanity, Ilmar are often… Continue Reading →

THE AENYA BESTIARY: ILMAR

The Ilmar (plural) or Ilmarin (singular, descriptive) go by many names: savages, barbarians, wild humans. Given their propensity for nakedness, and for living in the wild, they are viewed by most civilized people as more animal than human. This view is perpetuated by the little that is known of their culture. Ilmar are often forced… Continue Reading →

Who are the Ilmar?

Where do they come from? What is the story of XANDR and THELANA, the heroes of Ages of Aenya? And why are they naked? Head on over to my sister blog, The World of Aenya, to read up on their biographies.

POETRY: Song of Ilmarinen

My apologies to my readers for not posting much lately. Thinking about the publishing world and trying to “measure up” to just about everything I read got me really burned out. Sometimes it’s good for a writer to stop and smell the roses, so to speak, to remember why it is we got into this… Continue Reading →

Naturism

  I am proud to say that I am a nudist, and that I live my life sans apparel whenever possible. Since I was twelve years old, I have loved being naked, and I have known that clothing is unnecessary, a matter of habit and little more. But what does it mean to be a… Continue Reading →

Why I am a Nudist

  Even as I am sitting here, tapping away at my keyboard, I am not wearing any clothes, because naked is my default, how I feel most true to myself, and if I could move to Ilmarinen, to never have to see another pair of underwear, you can be certain I’d be packing my rather… Continue Reading →

Ages of Aenya is NOT erotica!!!

Please help, I would like to advertise my fantasy adventure novel, Ages of Aenya, but it won’t let me get started because, for some reason, the book has been labeled as erotica. My book is NOT erotica! It has never been erotica. There is a lot more adult/erotic content in Game of Thrones and other… Continue Reading →

Ages of Aenya: Prologue

  The blood rushing to her head made her skull ache. She could feel the throb of her heart, flowing through her limbs, bringing spasms of pain to her ribcage. Dizzy with dread, she glanced back and saw it—not far now—a blur of crimson. The halfman was still following. Dapples of sunlight percolated from the… Continue Reading →

Ages of Aenya: Thelana at the Door

Careful not to bend the floorboards lest she wake him, Thelana paced the short passages of Emma’s home, feeling a prisoner. Long ago, when Baba stopped eating and Nicola was growing pale and sickly, she might walk the whole of Ilmarinen, its lush beauty never failing to ease her worries. As long as she continued… Continue Reading →

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