One drizzly dead of night in 1850’s London, everyone except Howard hunkered down to sleep off the storm. On a mission to see if it was really possible to control the mysterious weather of planet earth. He could see everything’s energy field, even the earth’s.. the suns, all energy clusters like he believed there to be, most don’t believe what they cannot see but now he has witnessed this new God like power with his own two eye holes. Firing a bolt of energy at his brother, while freezing him with the other. So he cannot dodge, Automus bouncing of concrete smoking like a freshly grilled steak.
Bibliona) The Bibilonians part three, will the south library make it to the plains library or perish beneath the snow?
Prolouge: This part was 300 years post part one, Scott explained to Hew the history of the Bibilonians. Now he invites you back to follow his dialouge of leadership, and … Continue reading Bibilonia
It was a frosty day in Crasp, HK, and the others we’re warming up next to a big bonfire with warm cider and pork roast with mash potatoes. As it … Continue reading Frosty Day In Crasp =High-Order= Embedded Naritve
A prelude to the =High-Order= series documenting the trials of the dark knight of Seldom. A farmer to a warrior after his village suffered mass genocide, will he avenge their deaths and be the victor? Or will he suffer likewise.. Read On
Kat has been hibernating for decades only to be woken by HK to get help restoring order within Crasp and bring in a cult accountable for high crimes.
The four clans of yukashi, the dark heart. Mistress of magic, attempting to steal the crown of yukashi and fully spread her darkness and evil.
They family wanted nothing more than a fresh start, but they got way more than they bargained for in the bang for their buck department – – –
As if things couldn’t get much worse, I was abducted from my ship by vikings over a pot of gold I perhaps — did steal — for the ever monstrous Dalic king. Stealing from the east vikings is far worse than say the pirates of the south strangley enough.
Thee Thnee was a small town of – goofy: bipedal: clicking furries, homely and inviting they wern’t when I walked through the wardrobe door. This world was unlike our own it was animated, there was a bakery pumping delicous smells, a grocer full of goods and furries. Down the way some was about 20 or so houses all different colors and shapes.
The Traveler was a mysterious man, he wore a black fitted suit for his slim-thicc build, a red tie fastened around his neck, finnaly a black tophat upon his round head, his face starkly similar to a coffin wearing round metal-framed glasses.
Tik-tok the alarm chimed in rythem until the godfather clock struck midnight ten it was mind boggling ear blowing migrane enducing experience. Awake now little rody was, intensely craving cheese oh cheese why yes what a treat thad be on my grumbling stomach begging for sustenance.