Series
Dodge Tanner’s Highly Unrecommended Travelogue - #78: An Unwanted, Unwarranted, Game of Tag
Dodge prided himself on being many things—a skilled gatherer, an expert climber, and, most importantly, someone who rarely made a fool of himself. Unfortunately, today was shaping up to be an exception.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)8 months ago in Fiction
Dodge Tanner’s Highly Unrecommended Travelogue - #42 Oh, for nice calm Rocks!
Dodge crouched low, sniffing at the ashy earth, boots kicking up faint wisps of soot. The Ember Root had to be here somewhere. Flora had been very clear— 'Find it. Bring it back. Don't get yourself killed.'
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)8 months ago in Fiction
The Drawing of My Life
When I was a child, I believed that pencils held magic. Not the kind of magic that turned frogs into princes or moved mountains—but the quiet kind. The kind that turned thoughts into pictures, emotions into shapes, and silence into color. I didn’t speak much as a kid. While other children chased each other on the playground or shouted answers in class, I sat in the corner of my own world, sketching stick figures and stars on the backs of my notebooks.
By Esther Sun8 months ago in Fiction
Dodge Tanner’s Highly Unrecommended Travelogue - #61 Air Boars and Thorny Regrets
Dodge was having a good day. Which meant something terrible was surely about to happen. The clearing was quiet, the breeze gentle, and he had just spotted the perfect specimen of Silverthorn—lush, sprawling vines wrapped around the edges of the glade like nature’s barbed wire. He pulled out his enchanted harvesting blade, whispered the obligatory 'please' (Flora swore it helped, and Dodge wasn't about to argue with thorn-related superstitions), and prepared to make his first cut.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)8 months ago in Fiction
The Chosen; Chapter 5
We all sit in silence in the War Room. High Priestess Leoni and the rest of the temple staff were seeing to the townsfolk. She had promised to be back as quickly as possible. It was fairly obvious she hadn't wanted to be drawn away, but she had to. None of us had said anything since she had left us down here. Not that there was much to say.
By Katarzyna Crevan8 months ago in Fiction
Dodge Tanner’s Highly Unrecommended Travelogue - #17: Thunder Deer
Dodge Tanner’s Highly Unrecommended Travelogue Entry #17: A Shocking Encounter I would like to formally renounce all claims that the open plains are safe. In fact, I’d like to propose legislation against calling anywhere without walls "safe."
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)8 months ago in Fiction
