In the depth of the world there was a forest, not like our dear dark greens dotted with daisies and dusted with dew, but a forest fierce and hot, where the trees bled red like wounds in the earth, and the air shimmered with heat and secrets. This place was aptly named the Crimson Forest … Read more
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 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
The lone adventurer—who for the sake of our story we shall call Finch—found the desert temple not so much by fate as by a unique intertwining of destiny and an oversight, having misplaced her compass three dunes back. It lay sprawling before her, emerging from the wind-swept sand like an old bedsheet tossed aside by … Read more