Fantasy

Xerxes
The ground once trembled beneath his feet. Now, his bones were as likely to shake as the land. The flesh that remained barely clung to his torso, and slivers of that swung back and forth as he traversed the Forest of Flames, some leaving a minute trail in his wake as he followed the Angel Beacon. He knew not why an Angel Beacon would be shining in the heart of the Lower Pantheon’s territory, let alone why it glowed red, signaling only gargoyles and dragons like Xerxes. He only knew that the closer he got, the more clearly he could hear a high-pitched cry. Surely, that cry could not belong to the source of the beacon, and yet—
By Stephanie Hoogstad4 years ago in Fiction
Dillinard and the Calamity
The Forest of Avenvi was Dillinard’s least favorite place to forage in late autumn. Its canopy was sparse, and its bushes and shrubs were already naked. He felt vulnerable with so little coverage, and he suspected she did, too. A quilt of browning red and yellow leaves blanketed the forest floor, and the dampness of the morning mist made scavenging for mushrooms difficult. But he needed at least a bag’s worth to prove the trip was worth the effort. He had raved too much last winter about Avenvi’s variety of mushrooms and suspected such praise was the only reason Kundra had brought him to hunt for more, though she would never admitted to doing something for his sake. Dillinard couldn’t eat the food she brought him from the villages she raided, as it was either too burnt - or too human - for his tastes. Rather than hear him whine in hunger or see him whither away in starvation, Kundra would take him to secluded sections of forests she deemed hers and let him scavenge what he could. He liked to feel grateful, but that morning all he felt was apprehension.
By K. Lauren4 years ago in Fiction
Her Fury
By: Ellie Kehl & McKenna Montes Fury passed over the temple once more, the fae quivering beneath his shadow. Idiots, Fury banked to the left, I am far more powerful than any god of yours. He soared over the water, watching for any movement before turning back to the land. Fury flew over the Geha forest, scanning its canopy trees and vibrant wildflowers.
By McKenna M.4 years ago in Fiction
Vermillion
Part One We all have memories of a past long forgotten. They present themselves as convenient photographs or as jagged pieces of traumatic longing. I don’t miss the past; I only miss the simplicity of living with my best friend in a world where racism did not exist.
By Anna Torres4 years ago in Fiction
Five Winters
The toddler in tattered clothing, soaked and scared, is running through the thicket with only the adolescent thought of protection. He holds his small bunny away to get her as far as possible from the comparatively monstrous boars charging behind. Only the dexterity and weight difference keep the toddler ahead as they’re forced to propel their thick hides and gnarled tusks over fallen trunks.
By J. Arthur Collins4 years ago in Fiction
Envisage
It was a cold, dark night during late summer, in the heart of the forest a ferocious red dragon was feasting on a freshly caught sheep from the nearest village. The dragon was the size of a school bus, with terrifying spikes all down its back, sixty sharp pointed teeth, and long sharp claws on each of it's four feet. It's eyes glowing purple and steam blowing from it's nostrils. It had enormous wings on either side and a long pointy tail.
By Dylan 4 years ago in Fiction
King, Traitor, Dragon-Slayer
Mildritha, all of three years old (three and three-quarters if you were to ask her), had only recently learned to walk, to run, and to talk. However, it wasn’t her inexperience with those new skills that had caused her to stumble and fall into a rough tree trunk. It was spotting a large creature in a nearby clearing with teeth like daggers tearing into a freshly killed cow that had disrupted her concentration. She knew she ought to stay still and quiet so the creature wouldn’t notice her, but the tree trunk had hurt her! I wish I was home she thought, reflexively starting to cry.
By David Rabbani4 years ago in Fiction
Beginning Anew
Dawn wandered the vast, barren wasteland that was most of Irenias. Long had it been this way, but she remembered when it was lush and green and still sparkled with life. She remembered the way it was when she was but a hatchling: her parents there to watch over and protect her and show her the ways of this world.
By James Kupper4 years ago in Fiction
Dragons Castle - A Short Story
From the highest peak of heaven, he hears a human’s cries. The dragon guarding the castle had not heard a human speak for hundreds of years. The cries are coming from In a land of moss-covered peaks and valleys lush with trees looms the fortress of Tapekeeness Kingdom. The dragon’s heart is immediately moved. Following the cries coming from the land, the dragon moves.
By S. Spencer4 years ago in Fiction
A Crone and a Babe
A forest was no place for a dragon. The trees were bunched together too tightly and on foot it was nearly impossible to find a way through. Garrag grunted with annoyance as branches scraped his wings and boulders pierced his feet. Snow swirled around behind him and even through his plated skin the cold crept in.
By Jessica Barker4 years ago in Fiction
Beyond the Forest
Sayren swung his sword in a wide arc, bringing down yet another enemy. This one had taken more force to bring down than his previous opponents, it had truly been a formidable foe. He turned to see those he had already defeated. They lay strewn about behind him, scattered like leaves after a passing wind. He had to admit, they had fought valiantly – for what little fight they had shown. He supposed it wasn’t their fault, how could they stand against a warrior such as him.
By Wyatt Flournoy4 years ago in Fiction
The Warlock’s Apprentice
The little boy ran out of tears hours ago. His mother had hidden him underneath the bed and thrust their black pet weasel into his arms when the mob came with their torches and weapons. "Stay here," she said. "I'll come fetch you in a moment."
By Braden Grant 4 years ago in Fiction