“Docked, Captain!” Captain Elaya Truthwatch tipped the edge of her hat at her First Mate, Rodgers, to acknowledge the information. “We’re here for five days, Crew!” she yelled over the ship. Her voice carried easily in the still breeze, “be respectful, but more importantly, drink them dry!” The Crew cheered. Those on the first … More Tiola’s Bay (From the Archives)
Nadine watched as the world crumbled at his feet. The magic tore through the town, turning the buildings and people alike into dust. He lowered his hand. “It is done,” he said, pulling his gloves over his decaying hands. It was the first sign, the skin rot, before the madness took hold. He walked … More Decay (From the Archives)
“Get up,” Unle said, resting her cutlass under her son’s chin. She could feel the eyes of the crew, watching her every move. Hulan looked up at her with hate and defiance in his eyes. Even from here, she could see the tell tale sign of the star sickness, the bruising down the neck … More Get Up (From the Archives)
“What is it?” Bethany said, as Trev pulled the box out of the ground. Even under the protective shade of their tent, the heat was still oppressive. “I think,” Trev said, breathing heavily as he heaved the box onto the top of the trench, “we’ve struck gold.” Bethany grinned. It was this. What they … More Discovery (From the Archives)
“Can you stop flicking that bloody coin,” Regan said, “it’s annoying.” Chasey flicked the coin up high again, catching it as it fell back towards her hand. “No,” she replied, “it helps me think.” Regan huffed, shuffling on the hard seat of the cell to try and get comfortable. They were lucky they hadn’t been … More Reunited
Penrif sighed into his hands. There was simply no other way. He had spent the entire night trying to find another way. But no matter how he looked at it, whichever way he cut it, it was just not going to end well. They’d want his feedback in the morning meeting. The admirals and … More Dawning Realisation (From the Archives)
Xeen remembered those days, before all this. Before the power started going. Before the food began running out. Before before. A time when he would run in the street with his friends, scales glinting in the suns double glare. When he would be accepted into the world. When he was part of the community. … More Halcyon (From the Archives)
“Why not?” “Why not?!” Favian’s voice rose another octave, “because I don’t want to die, Renglat. I like all my limbs on me, not in the mouth of some gods forsaken creature.” Renglat sighed. The Bard was trying at times, but when it came to decisions like this, he was almost insufferable. “The alternative,” Renglat … More We’re not going that way
Zeleth held the Orb in his hands, gently brushing his thumbs across the clear glass surface. Inside, the green light of the Uneltro followed his thumb like a pup would follow its master’s hand. It seemed so strange, something this small could hold so much power. A knock at the door. “Leave me,” Zeleth … More Control (From the Archives)
“You have to be calm!” Fretr yelled over the sounds of the storm. Above, lighting cracked overhead in the dark heavy clouds. Henni could feel the rain start hitting her cheek. She was the storm. She could feel its power thundering through her veins, taking her mind away from the ground and upwards into the … More Restraint (From the Archives)
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