Christopher Luchies
Bio
The grass wilts, yet stories stay the same. The oceans dry, but stories are still told. The earth may change, but we will never forget. There is an art that will trancend all.
Words are impactful, and thus, I will write!
Stories (6/0)
Ani's Pedigree
A crack shattered the stormy night air as another tree ripped from the dirt. The lightning in the sky was only part of the cacophony echoing through the forest. Two dragons, one Red and the other White, were locked in battle, using whatever they could scavenge to give them an advantage. The tree flung from the Red’s mouth and slammed into the white’s side. Purple and yellow swelled from the impact. The White screamed into the night air, flecks of snow drifting from her mouth. A light blue glow radiated from her chest and crept up her throat.
By Christopher Luchiesabout a year ago in Fiction
A History of the Creation Mythos as Known throughout Rae.
Ancient history tells us of the formation of the world. A test of will and might from the beings whose power excelled far past what is imaginable. Those beings were called gods, but all knew that was a misnomer. These so-called gods were fickle, broken, and full of spite. Constantly vying for power and changing as time went on. Everyone knew of their brokenness and their ephemeral nature. Soon, all accepted that they were not separate from the mortals, but akin.
By Christopher Luchies2 years ago in Fiction
The Journey of Orlaphos
The city of Orlaphos is one of the few old cities that survived the cataclysm. Built in the mid-second era, the city was home to a group of Elves who were attempting a conquest across Org’aragos. The central citadel is one of the longest standing buildings in all of Rae and stands as an example of the incredible engineering of the Elvish race.
By Christopher Luchies2 years ago in Fiction
Through the Absolute
Shadows bathed Joel as he slept on the faded red leather. Two seats made a perfect bed for one such as him. Joel blinked a few times, trying to adjust his eyes to the darkness; with the curtains drawn, there wasn’t a stitch of light within the train’s cabin. There was scarcely a vibration that made it past the soundproofing, but the constant feel of motion continued. In the room, separated from all else, Joel was in a world of his own, his dreams reminding him of times long lost.
By Christopher Luchies2 years ago in Fiction
The Forest of Souls
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. A flickering light cast out among the trees, bringing shadows to life. We know that the wood was unlit for a reason, the shadows unstirred by law.
By Christopher Luchies2 years ago in Horror
Beneath the Dragon's Talon
Chapter 1-Welcome to Mandina There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. They came with the east wind on the twenty-second year of my reign. That day, the fiery vortex passed over the mountaintops in a swirling chaos of fire and death. The long wings of the dragons blotted out the sun, and that was the first day we knew we would have to join the world.
By Christopher Luchies2 years ago in Fiction
