M.A. Sonncraft
Bio
I started writing to capture my experiences and thoughts, fascinated by the power of stories to transport readers to other worlds and help them understand themselves and the world around them.
Stories (2/0)
Black Pyramid
At the top of Mount Patho, which gives the place its name, there is a hanging lake that is no longer fed by any river, and from which no river flows. It is called Moon Lake. Thirty thousand years ago, when the world was young before the Man-ape came to the land of Patho, there was an ancient city standing beside the lake. It's called the Echo. The creatures that lived in Echo were not very pleasant to look at. They were red, with eyes that took up most of their faces, lips from which sharp fangs protruded, and curious ears. And they were as silent as stone. Their fangs descended from the moon on a red night, bringing with them the lake and the city. Mara, the name of these creatures who worshipped a black stone idol carved into a hollow pyramid, possessed a magical power unknown to all. They dwelt in dark, subterranean tunnels near the inferno's heat. Every blood moon, they performed strange rituals, dancing and pounding drums around their deity, wreathed in yellow fire.
By M.A. Sonncraft7 months ago in Fiction
