Category: Fantasy

Reading Time: 2 Minutes Mood: Melancholy This is a quick one-off I wrote based on the backstory for a Dungeons and Dragons character I was working on.

Othello said she was wasting too much time picking the right flower. Lyndis ignored him. The flower was the foundation, the base upon which the whole spell rested. It might not serve any direct purpose on its own, but without the right base, the whole thing would collapse. Wind swirled her long robes as she…

Isabelle walked through the garden of death. It was an unusual experience, to say the least. She could remember how she died, but only distantly. The memories flickering across her head reminded her of watching a movie. She felt pity for the character on the screen, and sorrow at its demise, but there was no…

Sand stuck to Oni’s mask, weighing down the fabric and threatening to drag it from his face. The fine red powder skittered off all his other clothing, but the moisture of his breath was just enough to turn it into a fine mud that clung to the weave. He scraped it clean, though he knew…

Sarissa held her bag tightly to her chest like a shield. The subway car was empty other than herself. It was almost two, and the lunch breakers and commuters alike were all tucked away safely in their cubicles. Still, she kept her eyes firmly fixed on the poster across from her. She had read it…

The sphinx asked her riddle a thousand times over the years. She only received around eight hundred responses. Those who ran, those tried to fight, they were not given a second chance to satisfy her. None escaped. She took no pleasure in their deaths, or in any for that matter. Each lost life filled her…

Midnight is when lives split. We were warned about it from a young age. People are only meant to live in small chunks, one day at a time. Stay up too late, cross that boundary between one day and the next with your eyes open and your mind alert, and who knew what would happen.…