Twitch Stream Story: One Third of a Resurrection

Prompt: A young necromancer exists in a world filled with fairy tale tropes. They set out on a quest to prove that dark magic does not make you an evil person.

Nothing would ever convince him that gratitude was not the appropriate response. Yes, Orkey Simth was still very young, just fifteen, but he knew right from wrong. He knew that undoing death was right, and one day the others would be convinced. Hopefully it was this day. He could smell something awfully dead inside the cave. It needed his help. Continue reading

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Twitch Stream Story: Fly into the Future

Prompt: Nobody dared go near the tower, as a fearsome dragon lay at the top. One day a knight rode up. “Do you need help to get down?” “Please.”

His horse could only go so far before the magic took effect. The animal had no idea what was happening, just that its legs were giving out. It collapsed onto its side with a panicked whinny, tossing its rider into the dirt. They should’ve been safely in the shade, but nothing was right in the area around the tower. Continue reading

Captain Rob Sinks: Part Seven

Tales of the Living Sixteen: Ciamuse
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The first thing she had to get used to was privacy stalls.  Her tragedy had taken her behind First Stone Door and atop First Toil, to the expanse beyond First Seat and under First Tank.  She was in the shadow of Lunginvess and the toil’s lever.  The folk in the town there valued their privacy above all else and looked to the stall around them in their architecture. Continue reading

Captain Rob Sinks: Part Five

Graves of the First

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Dinner in Infinicilia occurred at the same time each night, just before Fwa Nippr descended and cloaked herself in a thick black robe to dim the light.  The other eight members of the living sixteen arrived right on time to help prepare the meal.  Rob was introduced to them all, but they didn’t add much to his evaluations.  Argnaught was extraordinary.  Vyra was aggressive and unpredictable.  Clix fancied himself in charge.  Fwa was the florent.  Ciamuse was a beloved nutter. Continue reading