Fantasy
Auroras Beyond the Last Forest - Mysteries of the North Pole
The journey toward the North Pole did not begin with coordinates or maps, but with a forest older than memory itself. The Taiga Forest stretched endlessly beneath a sky that never fully darkened, its snow-laden trees standing like quiet witnesses to centuries of travelers who had come seeking answers rather than destinations. This was not a forest that resisted passage - it tested intention. Every step forward felt deliberate, as if the land itself required certainty before allowing anyone deeper. It was here that the travelers gathered - not heroes in the traditional sense, but beings shaped by curiosity, patience, and winter’s discipline. Among them walked humans wrapped in layered wool and belief, forest spirits whose footsteps left no imprint, and small luminous fair folk - fairies - whose wings refracted the pale light into soft prisms. Even the wind seemed aware of them, slowing its breath as they advanced northward.
By José Juan Gutierrez about a month ago in Fiction
The Echo of Choices. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
In 2045, the world lay in ruins — not from nuclear fire, but from nature's furious rebirth. Cities crumbled under earthquakes, coasts vanished beneath tsunamis, volcanoes blanketed the sky in ash. Humanity survived, scarred but alive, forced to rebuild from the ground up.
By Mr. Usevolod Voskoboinikovabout a month ago in Fiction
Interlude: Lions, Lifewheat, & Crafters... Oh My! (Chapter 57.5?)
Interlude: Lions, Lifewheat, & Crafters... Oh My! Called to Haven Valley by the System Recruitment Notice, the Crafter families moved slowly, wagons and packs creaking under the weight of tools and supplies, children perched on carts or walking alongside, their eyes wide with wonder. The Lifewheat Fields stretched endlessly, golden stalks swaying like a sea around them. The air was warm, heavy with the scent of grain, and every step carried them deeper into the Valley’s heart.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)about a month ago in Fiction
Interlude: The Lions in the Depths (Chapter 53.5?)
Chapter 54: Interlude: The Lions in the Depths The Crystal Dungeon mine shaft stretched before them like the throat of some vast beast, its walls jagged with veins of crystal that pulsed faintly in the gloom. The air was damp, heavy with the scent of stone and dust, and every sound echoed across the dimly lit space. The drip of water, the scrape of claws, the thunder of golden paws striking earth. Shadows clung to the corners, and the deeper they pressed, the more the dungeon seemed to breathe around them.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)about a month ago in Fiction
New Moon - New Hope
The New Moon arrived without ceremony. No flares. No warnings. No headlines announcing catastrophe. It simply happened - the Moon aligned perfectly between Earth and the Sun, and for the first time in recorded history, the darkness felt intentional.
By José Juan Gutierrez about a month ago in Fiction
Interlude: The Foreshadows face the Shadows (Chapter 35.5?)
Interlude: The Foreshadows face the Shadows The Crystal Dungeon mine shaft yawned before them, its walls glittering faintly with veins of crystal. The air was damp and heavy, carrying the scent of stone and something older, something waiting. Braska, the Bearfolk Barbarian, adjusted her grip on the Fungal Greatsword, its living edge pulsing faintly with spores. Beside her, Sylvi the Ferretfolk Ranger strung her Fungal Bow, whispering a quick prayer to the roots and vines that answered her call, as she set arrow to the string and scouted ahead. Dalen, the human healer, walked with quiet patience, his staff glowing faintly with necessary light in this dark place. Kaelith, the Runemage, traced wards in the air, runes shimmering around the party like a protective veil.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)about a month ago in Fiction
They Were Told It Was Impossible… Until It Happened
Every impossible dream starts the same way. With laughter. With doubt. With someone saying, “Be realistic.” History is full of dreams that were too big, too strange, too ambitious — until one day, they were simply facts.
By Ahmed Ghanemabout a month ago in Fiction
Final Character Sheet: Sara Bloom: Book 1 "Rejoice!"
Final Character Sheet: Sara Bloom (End of Book 1: "Rejoice!") Name: Sara Bloom Race: Mycorrhizal Rank: Viscount Territories: 3. Haven Valley (Primary), Crystal Cavern Mines (Linked), & Haven Volcano (Linked)
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)about a month ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 62
Chapter 62 Sara spent the day with her hands busy, weaving spores into repairs, shaping tools, and crafting small reinforcements for the Valley’s defenses. She stayed close, knowing Cadri and Brogan were still watching the marked spies, her presence a quiet reassurance should things turn suddenly dangerous.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)about a month ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 61
Chapter 61 The cavern stretched vast and glittering, jagged walls alive with crystalline growths that pulsed faintly in the dark. At its center loomed the massive silhouette of the Crystal Devourer, its body like a mountain of jagged prisms, each movement grinding stone against stone.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)about a month ago in Fiction
