Hearing is a gift, and very few still enjoy it. It is strange how an aptitude can bring its own end. No organizations have reached a consensus on what triggered the incident; that disparity is not only caused by the newfound difficulty in discussion. Some say the cacophony was a…
As commanded by divinity, there are very few crimes that can be forgiven. Intruding in the rightful domains of a king is not one of them. The forests are only his to rove, full of the forage and game that he may one day claim. The sight of these imprints…
The streets were too crowded. All around him, the folk would roam and chatter, zealous in their own preoccupations. He had many of his own; due to them, his focused eyes pierced every single figure skeptically. Merchants, laborers, artisans… Every single inconspicuous individual could be a threat. There could be…
He had never thought he would live to see such a thing. It was possible, he knew, but it was almost an unfeasible idea. At least for ones like him. He did not even imagine that there were men that had begun to prosper in this rotten world. Killing a…
She loved the wind. It would always strike her body mightily, but never make her falter. In fact, it made her feel alive, free. It was like if she could let herself plunge and then soar in its capricious currents. The winds were what truly commanded her vessel, as imperious…
Growls echoed. It was a distant intermittent sound, faint. Nonetheless, it struck him deeply. There was nothing that he could not see, everything was black. He was growing awfully aware of both facts; his mind began to wake to pain and dread. He jolted upright with a wheeze, hearing yet…
The sails loomed proudly over the cliffs and shore, endless smoke tainted the air due to the inferno that struck the depths, her foes meandered woefully on the distant temple tops, and the shattered remains of an outstanding beast laid scattered onshore. There was only one thing that would have…
She screamed, crying out for him. His body tumbled down without resistance into the pit, right under the gaze of a being she had considered sacred. Her lover did not manage to rise to his feet as the queen of the hive leaned closer, lowering a few of her uncountable…
It was so ordinary, so familiar… and yet, now it felt all too strange, odd. Every time they left a hideout behind, he didn’t doubt. He would usually be the first to stride away, having previously studied the planned path. Today he was the last to leave the shadows of…
Her breaths were becoming shallow. He could hear it, no matter how much he wished to ignore it. His pace fastened, his hold all ever strong in his terror. “Come on, we’re almost there!” That plea was choked, contained in its urgency. He wanted to scream it loud for the…