Fantasy
The Cave Part 29
"For the vast part of my life I have sought out truth, and the rise and fall of nations has taught me one very important fact. When all is said and done, most people do not want to know the truth at all, but cherish a lie that allows them sleep at night."
By Jamye Sharp25 days ago in Chapters
The Graveyard Hotel
I was led by Hermes, who I assumed to be the butler, down a long hallway. A hallway that seemed to go on forever, but it was the kind of "forever" I really didn't mind. Each step on the luscious carpet was like luxury to my feet. Each picture hung, each light in the hallway, even down to the paint color, was like luxury to my eyes.
By Jasmine Aguilar29 days ago in Chapters
The Cave Part 28
Word traveled fast in the goblin community. Every member of Dropdrip seemed intent on passing news as fast as it was in their hands. I had confided to Glip and Bjardon the news about Tharkin coming to assist us in the hunt of the creature, and that I needed to speak with Ipda before that. It could have been Glip, or it could be that you need to keep voices low when surrounded by goblin waiters in their own tavern, but word flew regardless. In fact, I was not out the front door before I was already receiving directions to which shop I would find the healer in.
By Jamye Sharpabout a month ago in Chapters
The Graveyard Hotel
I settled myself close to the window and let my mind drift as the carriage started to move. I had no idea how long it would take to get to the Amulet Rosette. It was strange the invitation didn't give an address or even something as vague as the town the hotel was located in.
By Jasmine Aguilarabout a month ago in Chapters
The Cave Part 27
"Tytiana!" I cried, lurching up so fast from my bed, that I actually fell over and out of it to the hard floor with a loud resounding bang. The vision had been so real, the queen fading back into dark shadows with a last call out to me for help. I had tried to reach her, stretching, grasping for her fingers, but nothing would close around my own hand. It was in that last terrible moment that I continued to dwell, head down on the wood floor, hands splayed out. Faintly I could hear movement below, and creaks in the timbers as others on the second level moved about.
By Jamye Sharpabout a month ago in Chapters
The Cave Part 26
"One night?" I asked, shocked. "It has been many weeks since I saw you in my sleep." My dark haired interrogator looked at me closely, her eyes flicking this way and that as she continued to hold my chin in her hand, as if picking up details about me with effortless grace. And yet, a troubled look began to chase away the fire in her gaze. Whatever she was seeing in me was not lining up with some previously held assumptions. I wanted to know what these were, but held still and waited for her to finish. I was not frightened so much as bewildered myself at the situation.
By Jamye Sharp2 months ago in Chapters
