Devan Siebert
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The Lure
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. It swayed, bobbing leisurely from left to right, in a pattern that was almost hypnotic. An inexplicable calm washed through me despite my muscles being wound tight in adrenaline-fueled panic mere moments earlier. Already my brain was rationalizing why the gentle flicker of the candle flame soothed me.
By Devan Siebert4 years ago in Horror
Deep Scars
“There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. The oldest of the elves told of a time before them, a time when the cracked, dry earth of the Valley was lush and green and vibrant. Then, the dragons arrived. They were ancient, primordial drakes, and their rule was absolute, tyrannical. The Valley went up in a blaze of hellfire that burned for a century, sending ash and smoke and embers into the sky, choking out the lifegiving sun and staining the clouds an inky black. Even the elves struggle to remember for how long the people of Kysaarun lived under that void-like, sunless sky, but they tell of the mass extinction that followed.
By Devan Siebert4 years ago in Fiction
