An empty hall, on a journey that is about to reach its end. Footsteps, the only sound in ages on the dusty stone. Feet of a human, purpose in every inch gained forward. The sorcerer walked on the path, following its twists and turns. Ahzar felt no sense of urgency. No need to pick up … More A journey beyond fate
The child stood in front of the imposing gate, caressing his little broken hourglass for comfort. The sand had already spilled, and only a few grains remained. He knocked and was allowed inside a room crafted out of fine wood. A rustic feeling accompanied by the sound of small and big mechanisms working tirelessly. Ticks … More The Clocksmith and the child.
Vampires, they are an interesting subject, aren’t they? We’ve seen them for countless times in works of fiction, from the deranged monster to the charming man or woman who some would love to bed. There is an air of allure about them. Red eyes with skin pale as the colour of milk, and devoid of … More Vampires, a misunderstanding.
(This is a continuation of the Rebirth: The Merging short story.) Thrust upon a new world. Like an orphan leaving the sanctuary at an early age, with clothes that fitted strangely on him. Not even a name on himself, but one of a stranger from his memories. The market was bustling with activity. The smell … More Revolution – Part 1
For the 4th part – click here. But the news didn’t get the chance to prove a pleasant distraction. “Well, I’ll be! Bartholomew Valdan! Look at you, ‘s been a while, aye?” Bart turned to see an olive-skinned woman grinning at him. He smiled when he recognised her. “Sansie! Aye, been a while. What made … More The Crimson Velvets – Part 5
The Artist dipped his pen in the bottle of ink. He wrote for the masses at large. Hoping for their attention, their love and appreciation. And he got it, but such a tiny amount. Disappointment danced in his body and soul and he didn’t understand why. Were they ungrateful? Did they fail to see his … More Soul Ink
God is a weird one, isn’t he? A strange fellow in a realm invisible who is said to be the creator of all. Yet, so many questions unanswered. So many interpretations of who he is, some good, some awful. They say he is perfection, but in the books he behaves like an imperfect imbecile. A … More The Architect Upstairs