Sovereign Scholar
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Stories long and short, from high fantasy to gritty science fiction.
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Stories (5/0)
Upon the Shattered Sea
The Stormender cut a path through the icy waters of the Shattered Sea, the drake-bone bow smashing any chunks unfortunate enough to get in its way. Snow fell, mixing with the water and ice to create an illusory surface that spread for miles.
By Sovereign Scholar3 years ago in Fiction
Left on the Doorstep
“Sir, the bomb squad has arrived.” Cadet Madsen announced around the back of the police van. “Tell them I’m on my way.” Inspector Reese took a few final pulls from his cigarette, crushing it on the road before grabbing his coffee from the front seat.
By Sovereign Scholar3 years ago in Fiction
Twirling Cakes
Shelby loved driving in the early morning, the peace of the resting city, its usual noise muffled by the blanket of night. The lights had dimmed, nothing ever turned off here, but the soft glow as she drove through the rain-slicked streets reminded her of the holiday season.
By Sovereign Scholar3 years ago in Feast
Puddles
Thunder cracked the furious sky, torrential rains punishing the land below as the heavens themselves seemed to battle. The rain fell in an unyielding downpour, drenching everything below the overfilled clouds. Darkness came with the heavy torrent, covering the land in its shroud. Arcing flashes of lightning streaked behind the clouds, bathing the drenched land below in dim flashes of light. As each bolt faded, the darkness came rushing back, eager to retake the land. The sharp crack of thunder announced its return, rumbling through the countryside.
By Sovereign Scholar3 years ago in Fiction
Scorched
The dying rays of the evening sun cut across the dust-covered remnants of the apartment. Thin lines of hazy smoke wafting from the light-scorched floor, blackened from the eternal rotation of the sun. The light illuminating a metal locket, once a beautiful gold, long since faded. A crack, thin and winding, etched its way from the hinge, ending its jagged path near the center. Swiftly, a sunburnt hand reached from the shadows, pulling the locket into the darkness as the metal began to heat, the skin almost instantly starting to singe and burn.
By Sovereign Scholar3 years ago in Fiction
