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A Book In The Making
The world started as such: empty. The features of the land were the only inhabitants of this country we now know as Nyathnore. The sweeping forest to the northwest that stretches beyond the knowledge of even the wisest of wise men. No bear, deer, fox, wolf, squirrel, owl, or any other manner of beast, insect, or life other than that of the trees was present. The forest was quiet and empty as a forgotten cave. To the southeast was a vast mountain range that backed up to the coast of the calm sea, the waves of which lapped against the bases of these hulking stone monoliths. The mountains crawled up the eastern coast getting smaller the further north they went, hemming in the rest of the land. Separating the mountains and the forest was a vast plain with some places being fertile and able to grow a few sparse trees yet most of the plain was covered by grasses that grew as tall as an elf or higher. The plain was intersected by two great rivers: one that flowed east and out to the sea through the mountains and the other who flowed in a curve south and out to the sea at the beginning of the mountain range. The rivers flowed out from a lake at the edge of the forest. The last of the inhabitants of the empty land lied to the southwest and it was the greatest of them all. A short distance from the southern river laid a desolate desert that lead to a massive set of cliffs that reached so high into the sky that no being knows how high they reach. The cliffs were terraced and looked as if it was a staircase for the giants to climb all the way to the heavens. Unlike the seemingly smooth sides of the mountain range the cliffs were coarse and rough. Large pieces of stone often fell away from the cliff side at invisible fault lines. The back of the cliffs fell straight down to an angry ocean that battered the cliff face with a thunderous fury and tremendous power as if the water were in pain.
By Samantha White6 years ago in Futurism
Chapter 4: The Dallthonax
Thia stepped through the portal and gasped at her new surroundings. It looked like they were still in the Marching Mountains in a hidden valley. The Dallnothax had used trees and rope to build a dome around the entire valley blocking out most of the sun to the point where it was a light green hue. Beautiful intricate tree houses were built fifty feet high with multiple levels and a complex system of pulleys used to move necessities from place to place. In the center of it was a luxurious garden of grass surrounded by uniform flower bushes. Thia walked forward to see what the garden had to offer.
By Destiny Joseph6 years ago in Futurism
STORMBRINGER
Odds being stacked against you. I really want you to imagine that. Despite this, I felt an imposing surge of adrenaline course throughout my brain and body, the only thing making me move forward. A split second later, I noticed my right hand still clutching onto a handgun I scavenged from a nearby body. Sadly, I then realized that there was Just. Only. One. Bullet. Left. In. There. I barely remember the emblems they bear on their outfits, their helmets, and their cheek. They were not cultists, nor men clad in clothing you would see in wars. No, they were… something else.
By Darhell Eugene6 years ago in Futurism
The Fox and The Birdcage
"Well, Dr Deloran...you've come at a bit of an odd time. You see the authorities recently broke up an illegal fight club, one that forced the poor things into deathmatches. Now, most of those little knives still need serious help before they can be of much use to a man such as yourself. Too dangerous, yes? Need to remember to live again, not just survive." A final nod from the slave merchant, as though she expected the topic done.
By Lee McDonald6 years ago in Futurism
First Letter to the Disciples
Dearest Disciples, I have become keenly aware of the desert within the minds of each of you. For some, the desert is in patches scattered amongst fields of lush greenery which bear such fine fruits, both ordinary and unique. However, I have noticed the vastness of this desert in quite a few of my assigned disciples and hope to bring fertility to the sands. There are oases dotted throughout the barren desert, and it is there where my work shall begin. For the rest of you, consider these initial letters as mere review while I bring your colleagues into the wellspring that it is the ways of the magical.
By Noah Lloyd6 years ago in Futurism
Darkness and Light
Cries for help filled the air as Mari ran from the small mountain village faster than a mortal's legs could carry her. Tears streaming from her eyes were blown free from the wind hitting her stinging face. The wind, the pain behind the tears, the rocks along the ground, and the foliage scraping against her skin all stung to her soul. Her body was weary. She gave everything to the fight. She saved many of the villagers' lives from the wolf-like beast attacking them tonight, but in the end she turned away from them. In the end she ran. She left her family behind as she sprinted away with no care for her heading. How long had it been since they arrived in the village. How long since she saw the other hunters near death or worse from fighting that beast? Her thoughts were so different when this night began. She was excited to be on a hunt alone with her father. Her brothers were away on a mission of their own, and this late night request could only be answered by them. She was ready to live up to her nickname, prodigy. She was ready to save lives. The two of them were in perfect sink as the fighting began. Her father using his magical spear, and her using her umbrella kept the beast at bay. That was the job. To keep the villagers safe, and the beast contained until help arrived. Everything was going to plan, until the second Fren arrived. This wolf-like beast, considerably larger than the first, carried three men from its mouth. Slowly it strolled in taking its place along its smaller companion. Slowly the men came into view. Mari recognized Kai, Micah, and Roman immediately once the Fren grew close enough for her keen eyes. The rest was a blur of panic and pain. Dropping her guard to break formation nearly got her father killed. She abandoned her training at that moment as she rushed the larger beast holding her brothers. This entire night was a set up. This was a trap meant for her family. The famed monster hunters of the Ember Mountains were now the hunted. Mari shuttered to think of how long her strong brave brothers had been carried in that things filthy mouth. Rage consumed her. She could only imagine the wounds they suffered to be so helpless in its maw. With swiftness she had never known she rushed the larger beast. Leaving her father to fight the smaller Fren on his own. Her father made the family proud that day. He remained calm as he landed blow after blow with the magical spear. Keeping the monster at bay long enough for her to squeeze through and reach her siblings was all he could do for her. Somewhere deep in the back of her mind she wondered why he didn’t try and stop her. Perhaps he couldn’t stop her.
By christian moore6 years ago in Futurism
Chapter 3: The Forest of Mir
The two of them made their way back the way they came through the twisting channels of The Underdark. When they reached the dead end Hadmorlin stopped and raised his hand and moved it in a circular motion while muttering the same incantations under his breath. After about ten seconds he stepped through and disappeared into the cave wall. Thia followed behind him. When they stepped through it was nightfall, but they were no longer in Sildëyuir.
By Destiny Joseph6 years ago in Futurism
The Fox and Birdcage
When Asire was discovered, it was considered a gift from the Gods. Not only was it a glowing crystal that erupted from the ground in various places around the world after what scholars called The Awakening, but was otherwise known as the worse earthquake ever experienced by mankind before or since; it was found to be a power source of incalculable potential, and even after a century of experimentation it was still common for new limits to be found and then shattered by the wonderous rock structure. The technological revolution brought about a baby boom...and the first of those to claim it was a curse. It was discovered that exposure, and even in some cases simply close proximity, to Asire, causes what is either the spirits of the world escaping to the mortal realm through an unprotected babe or a result of the radiation given off by Asire when in use causing mutations in unborn children, depending on your source.
By Lee McDonald6 years ago in Futurism
The Priestess and the Fool
The Priestess and The Fool A woman sat on a stump in the middle of the woods, with two young girls around her, seated in front of her on the ground as they had time and time again. It was mid-afternoon, with the sun high in the sky. It was just turning to fall, the leaves on the tall spruce trees changing colors. The sun hitting the leaves covered the ground in shadows, with enough light peeking through to keep the bottom of the forest lit .
By Megan Gilbreath6 years ago in Futurism
The Sun and Moon
In the beginning there were only two animals: a fox and a swan. The fox was named Kahli, his fur was not fur, but hot red flame, almost as hot as his temper. The spirits of the wind and earth hated his impatient nature and did all they could to stop him. Then there was Malkia, the swan, tranquil, delicate and a body made out of grey sandstone, it was hard not to love her. In fact, the spirits of earth and wind loved Malkia so much, they gave her anything she asked for.
By JazzLynn Fields6 years ago in Futurism
The Creation of the North Star — A Folk Tale
There was once a great kingdom called Kinaleaue, where a wise king ruled, and across the island and to the East was a lesser kingdom named Krusivich. They were friendly rivals and frequently competed with one another.
By Maisy Wilkinson6 years ago in Futurism
