Fantasy
Ashes Beneath Hollowspire - Part 4
The air beyond the gate was thick, not with dust, but with memory. It pressed against them in invisible waves, each step drawing deeper into a space where time folded and meaning unraveled. The corridor curved downward into the earth, its stone walls alive with ever-shifting glyphs. Elira watched them shift as she passed, each sigil reacting to her presence, some flaring briefly, others dimming like ancient spirits holding their breath, whispering old songs in a language of light.
By Richard Bailey9 months ago in Chapters
Ashes Beneath Hollowspire - Part 3
The descent began at dusk, when the last light touched the horizon like a burnt wick. The mine entrance gaped like an ancient mouth, framed by rusted rails and reinforced with skeletal supports etched in a hybrid of old sigils and modern stabilizing glyphs. The surrounding earth seemed to lean inward, as if trying to reclaim the wound. The stone glimmered faintly, not with ore, but with veins of dormant light, pulsing softly to the rhythm Elira now recognized: not natural tremor, but echo-song. A buried harmony that tugged at magic, memory, and marrow alike.
By Richard Bailey9 months ago in Chapters
RAVEN'S GAMBIT. Content Warning.
The final chute dropped the battered party into a grim place. The ground was littered with gnawed bones, yellowed and cracked. Some bore the size and shape of humanoid ribs. Others were unmistakably elven, dwarven, or worse—beastfolk.
By W.S. Klass9 months ago in Chapters
RAVEN'S GAMBIT. Content Warning.
The rising light of a new day cast long shadows across the sand-covered terrace where the survivors nursed wounds and whispered prayers. Potions were passed, their bitter taste bringing vitality to broken bodies. Weapons were wiped clean and redistributed. Armor pieces swapped shoulders. Some eyes were hollow with grief. Others burned with determination.
By W.S. Klass9 months ago in Chapters
Ashes Beneath Hollowspire - Part 2
The next morning broke with a sky the color of old slate. Clouds churned above Hollowspire like a wounded beast trapped beneath the heavens, restless and clawing. The town sat under that bruised sky like a secret buried too shallow, its edges rimmed in blackened shale and the mine yawning open like a throat carved into the earth. Its scaffolds groaned under their own weight, reinforced with etched sigils that shimmered faintly in the shifting light. No workers moved among them. No carts rolled over the gravel paths. The mine was not abandoned, but it had long stopped belonging to the living.
By Richard Bailey9 months ago in Chapters
LIFE WITH ME . Content Warning.
Life With You - Part 2 The sun dipped low on the horizon, painting the sky in hues of amber and lavender. The world seemed to hold its breath as if it, too, was captivated by the quiet magic that had unfolded between Amani and Elara. Their lives had intertwined in ways neither could have anticipated, and yet, the journey was far from over.
By The Reader's 9 months ago in Chapters
