Poisonous

A terrible gloom descended over the cavemouth as Tystnad made his way into the dark, blotting out the only source of light that made the brave act seem doable. Whether it was an omen of foreboding or simply a coincidental shift in the clouds, he felt his courage waver momentarily as he stared into the … Continue reading Poisonous

Ripe

Another night had come, but with it, it brought the first semblance of peace that Tystnad had known in some time. Overlooking the roof of the world, he sat on the cliff ledge with his feet dangling down. Cradled in the clouds, hung the swollen moon; bursting with the crisp wintery light that suffused the … Continue reading Ripe

Coat

The Dreadwood. A fowl name for an equally fowl place. Blackblade had heard it mentioned before, albeit in whispers, and fleetingly. Those who had survived the worst of its evil allure spit their words like bile when describing it... wishing desperately that they would not be expected to dwell on those dark memories for too … Continue reading Coat

Tasty

From the darkened sky she drew a sliver of midnight, and draped it over sunkissed soldiers that did not feel befriended with the chill of night. Förandra was not accustomed to these neck of the woods. The very air seemed so much colder than the areas that surrounded her own dwelling. Yet the same trees … Continue reading Tasty

Dizzy

He blinked... once... twice... barely having hold of his thoughts as they churned faster than his body could pursue. The axe had long since dented the loam, and he fell beside it to steady himself against the earth. His sanity, spirit and consciousness all fragmented, coalesced, detached, and then collided again with his body - … Continue reading Dizzy

Ancient

If the capital city shone with what felt like a bright luminiscence as sunlight caught its glittering white spires, then it was contrasted starkly by its personality during the night. The order of the daytime guard was almost immediately replaced by its nightime revelry. It came as no surprise, since layers of arcane protection surrounded … Continue reading Ancient

Ghost

Cozily seated by the hearth of his home, with the steady crackle of firewood to ward off the bite of winter, the wizened wizard sat in a spell of mere idle reflection. The firelight warmly wrapped itself around his old frame. He had reclined in his favourite chair, as quiet collusions of thought drifted though … Continue reading Ghost

Tread

" -- So... you bring ill tidings from abroad, I hear." His sonorous voice sounded irritable beneath that gruff tone. Without much patience for introductions, the king had marched in, decked out in full armour as he addressed Blackblade. The dragon was made to stand in the middle of the throne hall, fully surrounded by … Continue reading Tread

Overgrown

For anyone who ventured close to the murky edges of the Dreadwood, a deadening feeling often presaged their passage into its dusk-shrouded treeline. Despite its torpefying effects, it beckoned unwitting travellers forward, inward, and then devoured them, never to be seen again. As more souls were lost to its insatiable hunger, the trade routes that … Continue reading Overgrown