Brian Holdbrook
Bio
A creative by nature. Musician, writer, film-maker, video game lover and developer, rock climber, cyclist, lover of deep lore and the creation of intricate worlds.
Stories (3/0)
Niall : A Prologue
There weren't always dragons in the valley, Joren thought as they trotted past the massive corpse of a Blue Ridgeback. Of course, with so much conflict raging in the south the stench of blood on the wind is enough to lure even the Black Drakes of the Fell Coast to the far north, He thought.
By Brian Holdbrook2 years ago in Fiction
Niall: The Black Targe
Eadred opened his eyes and saw nothing but darkness. For a moment he thought he was blind until slowly his eyes adjusted and he could see the twinkling of stars in the black above him. His head felt as though it had been split with an axe and hastily sewn back together and the coppery taste of blood was all his dry, sand caked mouth could distinguish.
By Brian Holdbrook2 years ago in Horror
