Amethyst Dane
Trying to rekindle the fires of a once passionate writer.
Amethyst Dane
Trying to rekindle the fires of a once passionate writer.
Trying to rekindle the fires of a once passionate writer.
Trying to rekindle the fires of a once passionate writer.
Edwin and Fána returned through the library window and entered the hidden room. Fána finally got a chance to take it all in. The bookshelves were completely packed from top to bottom with tomes. All on different subjects, some so old and worn that they fell apart as she touched them.
“What exactly do you study Edwin?” Fána asked, her eyes full of curiosity.
“Mainly plants, I really like medici...
It all felt like a strange blur to her, but she was fairly certain she passed at least a dozen rooms and went up a few flights of stairs. Edwin walked with her, holding her up each step of the way. She remembered the kitchen and the smell of the food being prepared. She also saw a few of the female guests crowding around the guards barracks.
Snow yawned loudly as they entered the room that was t...
Edwin turned around sighing loudly. He sat down on the bed and slowly started unbuttoning his shirt. “We should try to get this over with quickly.” He said unable to make eye contact.
Snow cautiously approached him on the bed, she gulped and started taking off her blouse. She then pulled down her skirt. Within moments they were both naked in front of each other.
Edwin’s mouth dropped, as he sa...
Her hands still bound, Arthur led her out of the holding cell. The cells were damp, musty and full of rodents. She felt badly for the creatures held down here. She saw elves, dwarves, orcs and even other humans all chained up, some badly beaten. These nobles, whoever they are, were skilled trackers.
Arthur trudged past a group of guards on watch. “Going up?” Asked one of the guards.
“Yep, this...
A warm fire lies before you, around it, your closest and most trusted friends and family. Together you feast on pheasants plump and juicy. You sip on mulberry wine and dance until the night fades into the dawn. In the morning you awake holding the ones you love and kissing them softly. Their warmth keeps you nourished and gives you hope for a bright future.
That’s what the old stories used to sa...
SNAP! A twig breaks loudly under his heavy sole. His boots breaking roots, crushing leaves and smashing anything under foot. The forest is wild and dense, full of mystery and noise. Yet so was he.
A quiet rain falls on the man as he tramples his way through. It doesn’t disturb him, nothing can keep him from his mission. His breath is labored and unsteady. He vaults a fallen tree and a loud thud ...