Kelly Robertson
Bio
Wrangler of chaos. Creator of more. Writing whatever my heart desires, from fantasy to poetry and more!
Stories (52/0)
Distorted Madness
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. My breath caught in my throat, choking, erupting in a coughing fit. I gasped and leaned on my knees, studying the ghostly, pale flame that hovered behind the spider-cracked glass.
By Kelly Robertson2 years ago in Fiction
Row
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Hewn from wood and carved into their serpentine shape, the grotesque beasts appeared like demons in the mist, oars slicing through the water like powerful limbs, splashing in time with the crack of a whip. But it's what the dragons carried within them that truly brought the nightmare to our shores.
By Kelly Robertson2 years ago in Fiction
The Half-Breed's Penance
"There weren’t always dragons in the Valley.” Kai looked up at the mother and son riding in the wagon ahead of him. Cradled in her arms, the boy shook with visible terror, eyes locked on the sky for signs of trouble. He couldn’t have been older than four or five summers.
By Kelly Robertson2 years ago in Fiction
Ileon's Promise
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. In days past, they never flew beyond the Spine. What drove them from their nesting grounds far beyond the mountain range that encircled Endibar Valley was never clear, but that hardly mattered now. Those days were an old memory kept by skeletons long in their graves. With the dragons came the winds of war, casting a shadow of fear and loathing across the realm for generations. “Blood and fire,” Gran always said. “It’s all they ever bring.”
By Kelly Robertson2 years ago in Fiction