fantasy
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Auburn Maiden
Gemavore: a mystical female being that has the powers of the leprechaun. Except, unlike the leprechaun, this being is given the utmost respect. She has the ability to bring prosperity, wealth, and countless other good luck vibes to any place she ends up in.
By Julienne Holmes5 years ago in Futurism
Chapter 5 - Raze
Chapter 5 - Hex 2 The atmosphere within the Magma changes once the brawl has been broken up. At first, I expect it is just a result of fading excitement, but then the first men begin to rise. A strong, quiet type sitting by Aduren peers subtly out the tavern’s two front windows. He does not seem the kind of man to suck up to a brash idiot who has dubbed himself a hero. No, by this time in his perhaps thirty years of life he will have decided himself above the foolishness of childish legend. Both men disgust me.
By Quinn Rocklinone5 years ago in Futurism
The Edge of Night
Chapter 1 The moon hung in the sky as a sentinel watching the lonely countryside below. Aelhar crouched in a small grove with thickets on each side of him watching the barely perceptible trail below. It was a trail rarely traveled by ordinary folks. Aelhar was a part of an organization known as the Dark Watch of the Kingdom of Aepsalon. The Dark Watch had many layers, the watchmen in each town, village and hamlet, vales, the watchers located in watch towers between the towns, villages, and hamlets, vales, and farmsteads. The next layer were the foresters and wardens who were assigned to the woods and forests of the kingdom. Aelhar was a first-class forester and his mentor and friend Vordecai was his warden. Vordecai had several foresters in his ward. The last layer were the rangers who watched and defended the borders of the kingdom.
By Sherrie Lynn Hibbs5 years ago in Futurism
Chapter 4 - Acquiescence
Chapter 4 - Malthen 1 The blood crusted pelt of a northern squirrel is not so rough as the hardened leather into which it will be fashioned. It is not so rough as the whip or shackle it may become. Most of the men meandering through Kitford’s sunset market have never felt the rasp and sting of either, but I remember both all too well. Only six short months have passed since I slipped the noose of bondage, and already I perpetuate the system - selling hide to the tanner. Ironic how fate reminds you of your place. The free world is marvelous, however, and I will not let fate keep me from tonight’s revelries. It is rumored that an official of house Carsus is visiting with this small town’s mayor today, and that means celebration. In all my time with Pa Grayson, the family never missed an opportunity to celebrate exotic company. For better or for worse, the expansive continent which lies outside the Grayson house is revealing itself to be much like what lies inside. Perhaps, people are the same all over the world. I have only begun my travels, but I intend to personally investigate this notion.
By Quinn Rocklinone5 years ago in Futurism
The Dragon King
Power meant everything in this world. The strong vilified the weak and the weak suffered under the strong. That has been the rules for the longest until one man changed them entirely. What people did not know is that being weak is not a weakness, but a strength. When you are weak they think less of you. They believe that you will never achieve anything in life. That you will be always at the bottom but that is not always the case. Basileus Draconian showed them that just because you are weak, does not mean you cannot become stronger. They said he was worthless and his response was for now. They said he was powerless and his response was for now. He did not have anyone to believe in him, so he believed in himself. He worked his ass off training to become the best. To be stronger than those who are strong. To become king. That was his goal and he has achieved that. He is known as the Dragon King and its time the rest of the world knew too.
By Malik Toppins5 years ago in Futurism
