Myles Monsden 
In the forgotten creases of the world, where the map edges frayed into tendrils of mythical inadequacy, there lay ruins choked by the overzealous embrace of the jungle. Strangler figs, like tendrilous fingers, had peeled away the stones’ secrets, layer by layer, until all that remained were the bones of a civilization long gasped its … Read more
In the heart of the weather-bitten mountains, a spine of stone twisted under the Earth, lay the forgotten mines of Eldridge’s Hollow. These mines, they say, were swallowed by silence centuries ago, abandoned after a catastrophe that only the whistling winds dared speak of. Yet, it was in these skeletal remains of tunnels, where the … Read more
On Hermit’s Peak, wrapped in a high mist that never quite seemed to clear, there lived an old man called Elian, though no voice save his own had spoken the name in many years. Swathed in robes the color of twilight, he had crafted his world from the iron heart of the mountain and the … Read more
In the world of floating islands, the Zephyr Mines knew neither sunrise nor sunset, only the perpetual haze of twilight that veiled its jagged, hovering contours. The miners called it home—a web of enclaves dangling beneath colossal rock formations laced with veins of skycrystal, their luminescence painting the miners’ faces with ghostly azure strokes. Below … Read more
In the heart of the Ortega Desert, where the sun’s unforgiving rays had bleached stones to bone white and the air purred with heat like a living thing, there is a field unlike any other. It is said that the gods themselves, in a moment of revelry or wrath, spilled their marbles across the sand. … Read more
Beyond the veridian edge of the known lands where cartographers falter and poets find their verse, lay the great fungal canopies of the Ombra Woods. Rumors, thick as the fog that hugged the ground, whispered of its unbelievable occupant—a Mushroom Monarch. Maeve and Thom, both explorers of considerable repute and healthy disregard for the impossible, … Read more
In the town of Aerie, perched precariously on the edge of the world’s end, the cliffs rose sheer, like the walls of a giant’s castle. The local folks had wings, not like those of birds, but delicate like a dragonfly’s, shimmering in a spectrum of colors whenever sunlight managed to steal through the perpetually moody … Read more
In that haunted hour just before dawn, when the world seems dipped in the ink of old ghost stories, an odd collection of adventurers gathered by the shore of the Forgotten Sea. This peculiar body consisted of Cora, who could hear songs in the wind and had hair as wild as stormclouds; Bram, whose eyes … Read more
In the heart of the ancient Morlan Woods, where the trees whispered secrets older than time, there stood a legend as gnarled and weathered as the woods themselves – the Hollow. This extraordinary tree, sprawling wider than twelve men laid head to toe, was said to bear fruit only once a century. Not just any … Read more
In the heart of the desert, where the sun douses its heat with merciless abandon, there lies an ancient temple, obscured by both the elements and time. It is a place whispered about in caravans and sung about in old ballads, a relic from a time when the gods still wandered the earth and etched … Read more