Alex Costantino
Stories (4/0)
Beasts of Spirit - Book 1: Delcorgia
1 The Wolf and the Mountain’s Peak In Delcorgia, west of the capital city of Delcorum, there was a mountain so tall and so colossal that its shadow would loom over the city, consuming the capital in its entirety with its dark reflection as the sun vanished behind it. It was named Mt. Crescence, because it looked as though a large chunk had been ripped from the side of the mountain, causing it to take the appearance of a crescent moon. On clear days, the sun would peek through the crescent-shaped hole in the afternoon, shining a bright yellow spotlight over the city and slowly scanning it from one side to the other as it descended until it was obscured once again behind the mountain.
By Alex Costantino2 years ago in Fiction
Beasts of Spirit: Book 1 - Delcorgia
2 The Sloth in the Shade of the Evergreen A considerable distance south from Mt. Crescence, there lay a valley surrounded on all sides by tall mountains and trees where a large river flowed. If one were to follow it far enough south, they would eventually find, in a large clearing bordered by towering evergreens, a small settlement, isolated from the rest of Delcorgia. This village was still relatively new; its inhabitants had only settled there within the last twenty years. At first, the settlement had struggled greatly. After the people had settled, they discovered that they had situated themselves in the hunting grounds of dangerous predators - animals and bandits alike. They prowled the outskirts of the village, lurking just beyond the treeline and waiting for any opportunity to snatch their prey. As such, any effort to connect to the capital for trade or flee back to civilisation was rendered impossible. The villagers, who had dubbed their home the village of Greenwell, had to become self-sufficient if they were to survive in this hostile environment. Twenty years later, the colony was now flourishing. The villagers in Greenwell had managed to survive - prosper, even - despite relentless attacks, raids and disappearances. The large, fresh-water river that flowed through the village was abundant with fish, and the water itself was clean enough to drink (though if an outsider were to taste it, they would find that it is somewhat saltier than the water they are used to, with a noticeable metallic aftertaste). The surrounding woods were ripe with game, and in recent years Greenwell had yielded plenty with each harvest; the soil they settled upon was arable and very healthy. As well as this, animal attacks and disappearances had dropped sharply; villagers now felt confident to go beyond the confines of the village to hunt and gather resources. Now, a small girl skipped towards the once treacherous forest, humming a tune to herself.
By Alex Costantino2 years ago in Fiction
Beasts of Spirit - Book 1: Delcorgia
3 Ganden the Rat/The Battle at Mt. Crescence Arena “Well well, look at that, Bould! The rat’s finally here.” Cursing to himself under his breath, Ganden approached the pair of bandits standing against the arch. Leif was grinning at him, chuckling, whilst Bould stood straight with his arms crossed, expressionless.
By Alex Costantino2 years ago in Fiction
The Spider in the Car
Driving home from the first day at his new job, the Gurdies’ man felt content with himself. Looking at himself in his rear-view mirror, he was satisfied to see that his hair still hadn’t ruffled and his collar was still in place and tidy. He laughed, recalling how much he worried about whether or not he would fit in with his co-workers, whether or not they would like and accept him. Stupid superficial shit. It all worked out - thank god - he thought to himself. There was even a woman at work who seemed to be eyeing him a lot, smiling and looking away whenever he returned her gaze. The Gurdies’ man blushed thinking about it.
By Alex Costantino3 years ago in Horror