Josh Kearns
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Hello! I'm an aspiring author, primarily delving into various worlds of fantasy. Most of my work is in a world of my own creation, but I also dabble in urban fantasy, fan-fiction, and have plans for a cop/conspiracy thriller. Stay tuned!
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The Winds Carry Whispers
At the beginning of all things, there was chaos and there was order. Each fought for control and dominance, leaving nothing but a void in the wake of their conflict. In the current measure of time, eons passed with nothing but that roiling conflict until the two forces created themselves into something more. The entities ceased their warring to strategize anew, but found that when there was balance, there was also creation and growth. This ceasefire resulted in the creation of the world.
By Josh Kearns2 years ago in Fiction
The Redoran Restoration: Chapter 2
Chapter 2 As the Sun rose and crested the tree-tops that were approximately one mile away from the city of Blacklight, it glinted sharply off of a ragtag array of steel, iron, Nordic, Orcish, and other random bits of armor that adorned the ranks of the predominantly Nordic host. Less than a minute later, the rays struck the forest of spearheads that rose up from the center of the Redoran lines that stood opposite of the raiding army. As the great glowing orb continued to rise, it revealed an army that would rattle the nerves of any man or mer, simply from the complete lack of individuality, for it was a sea of Bonemold. The main differences were in the helmets. Most had the common Bonemold helm, but some others had the Bonemold helm of the Gah-Julan style, and much less visible was the Redoran Master’s Helm, of which there were only seven, including the one worn by Boden Andrano.
By Josh Kearns3 years ago in Fiction
The Redoran Restoration: Chapter 1
It was a cold and windy night when a travel-weary and ragged messenger burst through the gates of the compound owned by the Great House Redoran within the city of Blacklight, which was the last major Redoran stronghold. With the disappearance of Vivec, and the forbidding atmosphere of the city, the Redoran Canton had been evacuated and sealed. What was left of the local Redoran had supervised the clearing of the Vaults, and their safe transport to Blacklight.
By Josh Kearns3 years ago in Fiction
The Blood of Telkan
Dragons were nothing but myth and legend. Even during the golden age of the Kingdom of Dagnar when magical and mystical powers were the norm, the great winged beasts were believed to be nothing more than the results of a bard's imagination. None had ever been seen and no one even bothered with claiming to have seen one, no matter how fervently they believed their eyes. As lust for gold and power dismantled the great kingdom, however, the lone survivor of the blessed and regal House of Telkan discovered otherwise.
By Josh Kearns3 years ago in Fiction
