The Censure Ship – Short Story

Oceanus spread out across the horizon, out beyond the Suffering Bay, as far as Princess Madison could see from this high on the gate’s main tower. The Gods must be happy this day if they blessed her consort with such calm and passive weather. “All immigrant ships should be destroyed.” Bellowed Decius, his haughty royal robes flapping from his gesturing hands. The oceanic winds blew from the distant lands to the west. Only a few immigrant ships from Meternia were allowed through the massive gates of Eurasia. Their flags revealed that they were Perisian in origin, a port in the Black Sea most likely Read More

Esoterica – Short Story

There’s an island floating off the coast of Bloomcester, near the harbor town of Sacred Falls. It’s been there since a few weeks past and the townspeople say it’s full of magic and mystery and that only the most noble and honorable have access to its divine splendor. Almost like a shapely cloud the island in the sky stood motionless high enough above the ocean that only the bottom rock of the mass was visible from underneath. Large canvas balloons were employed to reach the floating island. The noblemen and shamans who traveled there returned changed. To the local residents they appeared to have been transformed into half-animal, half-human. They left as knights, lords, and ladies and returned as gods and goddesses Read More

Castle of Dreams – Short Story

Her mother told her about this place. It was meant to contain the dreams of the Shamuk and their brethren. Long ago the castle stood as a monument of the Shamuk Empire and its might. During the Verdon period the Varians invaded and destroyed most of what remained of the empire, tossing their scriptures and enchanted tomes to the wind. As Talia stood there, in front of the four pillars that represented the seasons, she contemplated how the empire came to ruin.

Her mother would have disapproved of her coming here on her 16th birthday to rid herself of the nightmares that kept her from sleep. She would have preferred that Talia be a good peasant girl and go to the Lawdian mosque near the town square, which to Talia were a bunch of pagan forest worshippers. How could they help her against the evil demons that haunted her? They only knew how to pasteurize farmlands and would often obsess over nature. This time though she would finally rid herself of the demons for good, for the Castle of Shamuk was said to be a gateway between the living world and the world beyond Read More

Valley of Arachnids – Short Story

We marched on a never-ending road of broken minds and callused feet. Our weapons were rusted with the yellow blood of the arachnids, borrowed swords from failed campaigns into enemy territory. Several battalions of King Henry’s army, hundreds in number, left the city of Minora seven fortnights ago but the journey felt like seven years. We marched with frayed minds to the inevitable conclusion of the destruction of the arachnids and our possible death Read More

Forever Alone – Short Story

I could still feel the crystals laying on my eyes even when they weren’t there. Where did the damn things go? They must’ve rolled off during the night, fallen off the sheets. I knew I should never have believed that holistic shopkeeper. She was more gypsy hag than a proprietor but the prospect of using crystals to deal with my depression, other than psychoactive drugs was less expensive and less harmful Read More