Kristen K. Roberts
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Author | Collaborative Ghost Writer | Expert Worldbuilder | Developmental Editor
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The Heist
The sun was settling near the horizon when Corvin finally came upon the entrance to the underground trade route. The archway was the height of a city gate, over a story high and carved into the side of the ridgeline with an organic elegance only seen in the most ancient Imperial architecture. From afar it was beautiful, but the closer the young elf came to the construction, the more flaws he could see marring the stone. At one time, gold gilt must have painted the vine-like tendrils, and tiny pockmark carvings exposed places gemstones had once been fixed before scavengers had pried them loose. Corvin stepped through the open doorway, marveling at the sheer craftsmanship of the ancient entryway. It was believed that the elaborate subterranean trade route had been built by the original inhabitants decades ago. The land was more treacherous and wild then, and travelling underground not only protected merchants from attack, but also eliminated the chance of a caravan being stopped indefinitely by an avalanche, snow storm, or flooding river. Like so many other innovations of their ancestors, the network of tunnels was just another reminder of what the Empire once was.
By Kristen K. Roberts4 years ago in Fiction
An Elemental Duel
Teague stumbled, one knee landing with a disconcerting crunch against the tiled floor of the royal audience chamber. Lingering smoke rose from the scorch marks on his chest, the once impressive blue robes ruined with soot and sulphur. He spit the taste of metal from his mouth. Pinkish droplets of blood clashed against the gold-veined white marble beneath him. This is not the way to impress a lady, he thought to himself grimly.
By Kristen K. Roberts5 years ago in Futurism
