Writing of standalone (or sometimes sequential) pieces that are set in worlds not belonging to the other categories.
Before objects had form, before words had meaning,Before shadows could hide, what light brought to being.In this space without space, a location sublime,The only one present, was the master of time. Askevir was adrift, their previous world destroyed,A new form they took on, and enveloped the void.A body coalesced, as Read more…
A small dragon guarding a big forest. This is a gift piece for a friend, Touvkka, with her character Pine. You can find art of Pine here. 4986 words As the sun rose above the grand forest, towering trees projected multiple layers of leaves to hungrily devour as much life-giving Read more…
Careful now I thought to myself as I snuck my way past the guards – a fully armored human and a fiery red dragon, guarding a large wooden door. The latter would just barely fit in the corridor if he stood up, but his keen eye was needed for Read more…
A quick poem I put together for my friend Doodle/Paenkeks, with her two Hollow Knight OCs. The art at the end of this was made by her.
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In the side of Mount Crone, many a year ago, Lestril lived serenely, far from the world below. His home lusciously green, ample of prey and fruits, Until Kartes collapsed, freezing the worlds very roots. Snow and ice pervaded, all throughout his abode, Causing plants leafy veins, to freeze down Read more…
<~ Part 6 | Index The smell of salt filled his lungs as a breeze came from the west. It has been a while since he was last here, but the scent of the sea was as good as he remembered. “Your Grace?” A question came from behind him. Sometimes Read more…
<~ Part 4 | Index | Part 6 ~> “This is unthinkable!” Kersoth burst into the room occupied by Yintul. “Are you seriously thinking that I will abdicate for you?!” His eyes were burning with hatred, an everlasting fire sparked when he first read the message. Just as he was Read more…
<~ Part 3 | Index | Part 5 ~> Two dragons walked through the dark forest, their snouts hidden underneath dark green hoods. Even though there has been peace for years now, Orneal has still felt uneasily going this deep into the reds territory. “I’ve seen the royal child today,” Read more…
<~ Part 2 | Index | Part 4 ~> It was the middle of the night when Ahnu’ur could feel repeated, hasty pushing on his side, stealing him from the sleep’s embrace. “What’s going on?” He asked with a tired voice, noticing the distinctive shape that was pushing at him, Read more…
<~ Part 1 | Index | Part 3 ~> A few months later the preparations were done – a marriage joint with signing of a peace treaty; held at the border so that both races could attend. There weren’t as many attendees as on a typical royal wedding, even when Read more…