Adventure
SEASON 8 - Whispers from the Lantern: The Keeper's Lament
Chapter 15 The silence was a palpable thing, a heavy blanket that settled over the entire coast. Aris and his team stood in the now-calm lantern room, a profound sense of exhaustion washing over them. The Keeper was gone. The drowned were gone. The mournful lament was gone.
By Tales That Breathe at Night3 months ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 26
Chapter 26 The tavern was alive with laughter and clinking mugs. Sara sat among the villagers, a frothy ale in hand, listening to the cheers and toasts in her honor. Humans filled most of the room, but she couldn’t help admiring the variety of animalfolk scattered among them. Fox eared hunters, molefolk miners, a wolfish shepherd couple with shaggy fur and sharp grins, and others. Their presence gave the place a warmth and diversity she hadn’t expected, and for a moment she allowed herself to bask in it.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)3 months ago in Fiction
The Law of Inertia: A strange pull
He stared into the distance, drawing in each breath of oxygen with his chest. It felt as though there was not enough air — not only in his lungs, but in his life itself. For a long time now, he had been searching for the meaning of why he should continue working at the publishing house at all. Every day brought the same monotonous articles about fleeting celebrity scandals, containing nothing new except photographs of movie stars captured in ever more revealing angles of their moral downfall.
By Anhelina Vasylieva3 months ago in Fiction
T Comics Presents #1
Scarlet Nemesis “The Other Door” The apartment door swung open and a young woman ran inside and shut it as fast as she could. Her hands shook as she fidgeted with the many locks on the door. After she placed the last lock on the door, she fell to her knees, huffing and puffing for breath. As her breathing began to slow down, a loud pounding hit repeatedly at the door.
By Derrick Billups 3 months ago in Fiction
The Dawn and the Moon
The study smelled of old parchment, stained wood, & pipe smoke. Lord Edran Ainsel sat behind his ancient desk, its surface worn smooth by generations of hands that had signed treaties, condemned traitors, and helped pen the future of Goodhollow.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)3 months ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 24
Chapter 24 The cavern stretched vast and unnatural, lit faintly from the glow of the single light in the distance of the city sized cavern. Sara pressed forward, spear in hand, armor flexing silently, her Sporesight cloud extended to its full hundred feet. The air was thick with shrieks and glittering wings as wave after wave of Crystal Crawlers swarming to block her path.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)3 months ago in Fiction
When the Moon Forgot to Rise
The night the moon forgot to rise, I felt something shift inside me. It sounds dramatic, I know. But sometimes life gives you moments that feel unreal—moments that pull you out of your routine and force you to look at yourself in a way you’ve been avoiding.
By Fazal Hadi3 months ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 23
Chapter 23 Before charging forward, Sara spent a moment to fiddle with how the System Notifications were delivered during combat. She figured out how to have the System stop sending her notifications every time she used a skill or ability of what it had costs and what remained.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)3 months ago in Fiction
