fantasy
Celebrating the fantastical. Let your imagination run wild.
Clockworks Chronicles of Zahn
15) Dark Leechcraft Victoria II stood with her back to the room, looking out the window toward the eastern sunrise. The other occupants of the room were quietly but uneasily awaiting Her Eminence’s pleasure. The War Room had rows of chairs and a huge table dominated by a raised relief map of The Civilization. It was to be a council of Victoria’s most trusted group. This included five from the Arch Mage Council, Dr Saba and two more of the Healer’s Guild Council. There were also representatives of eight major religions of Zahn. General Magnus and the four Home Guard major generals were in attendance as well.
By Scott Hawver6 years ago in Futurism
Death Bringer Novel
Chapter Seven Grace woke in the morning to a pale watery light streaming through the bedroom window, sitting up she looked over to the chair that Azriel had sat in and panicked when she discovered it empty. It took her a second to hear the hissing noise in the other room.
By No One’s Daughter6 years ago in Futurism
DEATH BRINGER NOVEL
Chapter Six Azriel watched as Grace walked around the empty apartment. He was unsure of what to do with himself, should he cross his arms? Would he look too severe? Should he lean against something? Maybe that’d look more casual. He was so nervous that his body felt entirely foreign to him.
By No One’s Daughter6 years ago in Futurism
An Age of Crimson Crowns:Book I:Rising Winds:Part II
*Marwen* He slept in the Elkhorn Tavern after the council. All the night he would wonder if the owner would march up the stairs and whack him in the head with a broom. The owner was man named Honnar. He was as big as an elk and beefy too.
By Joshua Middleton6 years ago in Futurism
DEATH BRINGER NOVEL
Chapter Five She awoke at the hospital, bandaged and connected to various monitors and an IV. Looking around the room though, she couldn’t see him anywhere. Had he abandoned her again? Was he a figment of her imagination like they had claimed?
By No One’s Daughter6 years ago in Futurism
DEATH BRINGER
Chapter Three Azriel caught an updraft and he soared for miles, he lost track of the landscape beneath him, didn’t care enough to take note of his direction or where he was. As the fresh autumn air ripped at him, he screamed into the wind. He bellowed and swore letting every ounce of his anger, his frustration empty out of his body and into the nothingness of the night sky.
By No One’s Daughter6 years ago in Futurism
DEATH BRINGER NOVEL
Chapter Two Azriel’s scarred skin had always served as a constant reminder of the deaths he had taken, of the lives he had harvested and the pain he had endured as part of his punishment for what he had done to their kind. But two scars in particular kept catching his eye over the years that followed, one jagged vertical line on each of his wrists.
By No One’s Daughter6 years ago in Futurism
DEATH BRINGER NOVEL
Chapter One Azriel had never been cold before. Temperature was incredibly human and he, he was something else entirely. But he remembered that the icy bitterness had been his first impression of this dreaded planet. Glowering up at the sky, knowing full well that his mother was probably up there somewhere gloating, he cursed her silently.
By No One’s Daughter6 years ago in Futurism
