Introduction: Arrival on Astaris The starship Aurion sputtered and groaned as it tore through the violet skies of an uncharted planet. Dr. Teyla Corvax gripped the edges of her seat, the cockpit alarms screaming warnings she could do nothing about. Outside the viewport, towering black spires jutted from the ground like jagged teeth, their surfaces … Read more
Under the blue-dark sky stretched tight over an endless white tundra, the Frost Walker’s Path shimmered briefly into existence. Only those whose feet were clad in the Frost Walker boots could see the glistening trail, others might walk right across it, thinking about dinner, never knowing what secrets they trod underfoot. Azura, the grey-eyed summoner, … Read more
In the penultimate chapter of all cosmic tales, where worlds end and stories begin, the Ender Gardener toiled. Aerith, as she named herself, derived from the air that whispered eternal secrets. Aerith was the last of her kind, a remnant of the Eldritch, a civilization that thrived where time folded upon itself like whispers in … Read more
On the third day of the tempest, at the cusp of a time-soaked midnight, a colossal bolt of violet lightning speared from the roaring heart of the storm, striking an almost forgotten corner of Miss Martha’s garden. Insignificant to most, that corner held a solitary, rare blue creeper nestled against a peculiar stone arch, cobwebbed … Read more
Once, in a world not unlike our own but embroidered with the extraordinary, there was a place known only to the clouds and the stars. This place, an island suspended in the liminal space between blue sky and the endless cosmos, was the domain of an old sky miner known as Old Garrow. With hands … Read more
Immerse yourself in the splendor of fall with Willow Wood’s poem “The Majesty and Beauty of Autumn.” This piece celebrates the vivid hues, crisp winds, and quiet reflections that come with the season’s change. Through rich imagery and a lyrical tone, experience autumn’s fleeting yet majestic beauty.
In the tangled underbelly of a lost civilization, where columns lay like the fallen boughs of ancient trees and the sun barely whispered through the persistent fog, there lay the Labyrinth of Tharsis. It was not a labyrinth as humans think, with hedges and mincing stone paths, but rather a crumbling city, pathways choked with … Read more
In the gap between the Now and the Not Yet, there existed a realm known only as the Void. People often imagined the Void as being dark, an empty chasm stretching the bounds of eternity. But those who truly knew, understood that the Void hummed with potential, pregnant with the chaos of creation just waiting … Read more
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
Deep in the cradle of the Felhorn Mountains, buried beneath hallowed ground and twisted thorns, throbbed the Stone Heart. Not flesh, not blood, but ancient stone aglow with dusk’s deepest carmine—a hum vibrated through the cavernous ribs of the mountain, almost a whisper, almost a pulse. The heart held secrets and sang silent songs, causing … Read more