Darhell Eugene
Bio
A 19 year old semi-finesser who does sorcery via putting words on paper from wacky ideas. (INFJ-A)
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Creatures Of The Dark
The city seemed quiet and empty. Yet there’s a distinct emotion hanging in the air as the sun sinks below the horizon. It wasn’t just the stone streets void of nimble feet from all paths of life. None stood at where the stalls used to be; showcasing a plethora of fruits, vegetables, items and other things that festooned the stalls. Lights mingled in the joyous space, encasing the looming cathedral in a dazzling array of warm colors. The cackles, the cheers, filled the air and the square too reveled in the contagious atmosphere.
By Darhell Eugene5 years ago in Horror
The Thaumaturges of Ravoshka
It was an unusually quiet afternoon, with the darkening skies looming over a large stretch of orange, barren land. His eyes and mind finally reawakened, though he wasn’t sure if it was because of the creaks coming from the machine he’s in, or a voice trying to reach out to him in the darkness. It took a moment, however, for him to shake off the wave of lethargy consuming his senses. Staying up late wasn’t a wonderful decision at all.
By Darhell Eugene5 years ago in Futurism
AWAKENING
Darkness was everywhere. At every angle inside the silent, yet dead vessel, there was not a hint nor a thread of warmth and life. Instead, the only thing that existed was the endless cold abyss, which lingered for what seemed like decades or perhaps even eons.
By Darhell Eugene5 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 Eugene5 years ago in Futurism
