Equilla B

Joined April 2021

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Bio

Hello! I'm a 20-year-old horror and fantasy writer looking to gain experience on this wonderful platform! I'll write the occasional short stories and opinion posts, so please stick around.

Stories (9/0)

Regale Me, O' Sweet Death
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Its milk-colored wax evaporated and flowed through the dank air of this forgotten place. It brought no sweet smells to drive away the pungent stank of rotting wood, but it carried something within itself that was not from this world.
By Equilla B9 months ago in Horror
The Dark Expedition
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. They were once lizards that crawled along the ground and through the roots of the great Arch Trees, but now they soared to their canopies and roosted there among hovels inhabited by low-lives and mercenaries. This was the region of Arcadia, one of the few where humans still reigned after The Blackening.
By Equilla B10 months ago in Fiction
A Web of Thoughts
He lay upon a comfy futon in his lavished apartment though his mind was troubled by many thoughts. His eyes were glued to the ceiling, motionless. It was a backdrop for his memories that played on repeat to the sound of his flowing tears.
By Equilla B11 months ago in Horror
Nonsense Makes True Meaning
Fallen leaves littered the quiet, rolling hills under the twilight, purple sky. Filled with the oh-so mundane movement of the birds in their delicately woven nests and the squirrels that sped through trees like snails through syrupy wastelands. Oh, how beautiful the unnamed land in its lifeful tragedy—yet still so lifeless.
By Equilla B11 months ago in Fiction
Deal with the Devil
Context, I made this story to fulfill a specific prompt: (At 18 you got your power; the ability to vaporize anyone you wish with just a touch. By 38 you’re the most feared villain the world has known. However, exactly 20 years to the day, your first victim rematerializes. Turns out you’ve just been sending people 20 years into the future all this time)
By Equilla Babout a year ago in Fiction
Bury Me
Bury Me! The crimson coolant, the thick, red Blood Oozes down my neck. My head is left shattered. Shattered by the weight of the world,
By Equilla B2 years ago in Poets
Ascension: Chapter 1
500 miles out, the last traces of civilization mere pebbles under the soles of hiking boots. Ancient oak trees surrounded us on all sides. The sun had long since left us, consumed by the ocean of bark. Only the sound of our laughter pierced through nature's cage—our idiotic jokes falling on the deaf, unfeeling ears of the world around us. It howled back an equally cold wind.
By Equilla B2 years ago in Horror
The Enemy of Love
Rough patterns in the sand. Footprints; Cold, Wet. Molded into memory; Lost into time. One pair of footprints. The others were gone,
By Equilla B2 years ago in Poets
Black Hole
All light was gone. Its warm touch that caressed his ailing figure faded ever more into the darkness. It was now a memory, a distant sight that reached out to him. A stretched-out hand could maybe grasp it! Just one more time. To be warm just one more time would be a blessing—yet such things are a lie.
By Equilla B2 years ago in Horror

Equilla B

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Regale Me, O' Sweet Death

The Dark Expedition

A Web of Thoughts

Nonsense Makes True Meaning

Deal with the Devil

Bury Me

Ascension: Chapter 1

The Enemy of Love

Black Hole

Stories (9/0)