Daniel Gilbert
Aspiring fantasy author looking to find a way to get words down and feel good about them.
Daniel Gilbert
Aspiring fantasy author looking to find a way to get words down and feel good about them.
Aspiring fantasy author looking to find a way to get words down and feel good about them.
Aspiring fantasy author looking to find a way to get words down and feel good about them.
The truth of my proclivities is varied and multifaceted. Few would suggest it some strange derangement but that is short sighted; a judgement conclusion predicated upon norms born of preservation of humanity. Life as a precious gift deserved by all is a disallusioned pretense made obsolete by medicine and understanding of human biology. No linger can we call it a gift when life spans expand b...
The warmth of the water races down my body, filling flesh and air alike with fire. Small incremental turns to the left beg for relief until at last I can setttle my body fully in the water without the scalding urge to withdraw.
Most people would think thst skin is all the same. At least I do. And yet the thought of my ex lingering in the blistering waters unphased grows in my head, the abrup...
Speak into twilight the bits of dreams you still hold on to.
Loose into the world desire and possibility.
Let the heart sing songs of prosperity and potential.
Linger in the space where magic of maybe resides.
Flee the comforting familiarity of what is
For the limitless potential of what could be.
Run into the darkness unhindered
Seeking the light in your soul knows.
The span between wha...
The scent the air as August begins to fade and thunderheads roll over the land. Puffy clouds toil and wrap rhemsekves around the sun, casting a shadow far too soon, and spilling drops of fading summer to the earth. But it is in that smell, both earthy and clean, that my heart returns to youth. That I feel the dampness of falling skies and remember broad mouthed smiles as my brothers powered our ...
The gold flecks in Kyah’s eyes catch the mid morning light filtering through the south facing windows of her room. Batting away the mornings rest, Kyah lays on her bed, the soft satin sheet rising and falling with the intentional breaths. Slow, exaggerated inhales are met with brief pauses, and followed by course exhales that crescendo in a note reminiscent of birds far to the north.
After exac...
I’ve played ttrpg for more than 20 years. I love old fantasy books and new. I lose myself in rich characters in rich worlds full of magic and wonder.
I love making characters but have fallen in love with the stories they tell. My original idea was to write Farrago’s story. But recently though that perhaps it’s is Kyah that needs a story told. Kyah is the more important character. Perhaps the sto...
“We need to go. Now!” Kyahs voice is strained against the rumbling outside the dark library. The faint orange glow of rising flames outside dances on the walls around the sparse windows to her left. Farrago is huddled over a small bookshelf, carefully inspecting books, and occasionally place one inside a small jeweled bag. His hand disappears with each book, and comes out of the bag unladen, desp...
The world is small up here. Far into the distance over the cascading ridges carved by dense rains over a millennia, the sprawling valley opens in the distance. On the best days, it he visage of a miniature wall hundreds of miles north dots the horizon, blocking the view of the northbound the curve of the world.
You are small up here. We all are. Turning south you stand below the Last Spire....
Open
Slow and creaking against the hum of day
Heavy in hand
Cold in the eye
Closed
Latch clasped
Shutters drawn
Barricading light
Open
Glass pane shattered
Flecks strewn about
In explosive array
Closed
Vibrant hues a wall
Killing vision
And welcome
Open
Beconing and warm
Laiden with traps
And tumult
Closed
No longer wanting
No longer caring
No longer home.
Open
Unfilled
A...
Kyah is given the task to gather intel about Ettkemont and the news of a growing horde of monsters.
Kyah encounters a raid in the raid south where she overhears discussion of a boy the monsters seek.
Kyah arrives in Ettlemont as adventurers gather for the Deep Portal Defrnse Celebration.
Kyah hears rumors of legends and prophecy about Ettlemont, and acquires the help of Farrago at the libra...