It was on a sun-soaked afternoon when the mountains trembled under an unfamiliar roar, not unlike thunder if thunder could growl. The roar was stretched thin, humming through the trees and catching in the leaves like stubborn rain. Marlowe Grint, an avowed collector of myths and searcher after ancient whispers, dropped his teacup upon hearing … 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
In a dusty corner of the Harrowdale University’s endless library, amidst scrolls that smelled like forgotten rain, Professor Iris Thistlewood’s fingers stumbled upon a map. Not just any map, but one interwoven with threads of quicksilver and hues startlingly reminiscent of the deep sea. It depicted an erratic coastline that dared to kiss a tumultuous … Read more
In the murk and chill of the ocean’s depths, where the sun’s warm fingers tangled hopelessly in dark water, the Guardians of the Prismarine kept their ceaseless vigil. They were creatures of scale and mystery, fashioned of sharp edges and unblinking eyes, the last echoes of a world drowned and forgotten. The temple they guarded … 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