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Symbiotic: Chapter 59
Chapter 59 The cavern was quiet save for the echo of Fluffy’s labored breaths. Sara knelt beside them, her hand pressed against their molten scales, whispering words of comfort she wasn’t sure they could hear. “Rest, Fluffy. Just rest. You’re safe.”
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)about a month ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 57
Chapter 57 The gates of Haven Valley stood open, the morning light spilling across the cobblestones as the procession reached where Sara stood at the gates. The Life Lions padded forward with regal confidence, their golden manes shimmering, their eyes sharp and watchful. Behind them came the crafters and families, weary from travel but carrying with them carts of tools, bundles of supplies, and the hopeful energy of new beginnings.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)about a month ago in Fiction
The Threshold of Then
Elara found the door on a day when her present felt particularly thin. The maple tree at the edge of her property was ancient, its bark a geography of ridges and valleys. Today, in the low, slanting light of October, she saw the lines she’d always taken for natural cracks had formed a perfect rectangle. And within that rectangle, someone had long ago painted a simple, weathered green door, complete with a tiny brass knob that was just flecks of ochre paint.
By Habibullahabout a month ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 55
Chapter 55 Finally having the spare time to follow her curiosity, Sara headed over towards the Engineer’s Workshop she had not yet had the pleasure of inspecting. Eager to see what lay within, she excitedly strolled forward and pulled open the surprisingly solid think reinforced door.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)about a month ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 54
Chapter 54 Life Lion’s escorted to the Dungeon, Sara stood in the Village Market Square, gazing around at the bustle of soldiers, scouts, and villagers already moving through the square. She knew the day was coming soon when the recruited crafters and their families would arrive, and the Valley had to be ready to welcome them.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)about a month ago in Fiction










