500 years post part one, word finally got out about Bibilonia the capital city. With a letter sent by king yore, Jungle Library requesting the emigration of the Jungle, join … Continue reading Bibilushia
Follow a wartime vet who traveled to what he thought was the saftey of the modern era. Only to fight again in the technical revolution where big conglomerates fought with riots against each other sparking a civil war. The first in which the cadet has ever seen, will he survive this one?
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
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.
It was a dark cold evening in south dakota, I was heading to my nieces house for a new years party that we had planned two weeks ago. I stopped at the grocery to grab snacks and drinks, then prepared for the 400 mile road-trip ahead.
Thane manor was an ordinary home, although the ancestors have made the east wing completely sealed off and forbidden for reasons unbeknownst to the new owners who scored the decrepit abandoned 10 Bedroom 10 Bathroom manor on the flea market for 1m square.
Willow Harthwood, May 26th,. I came into this chaotic world full of suffering and misery. I cried a lot as a baby, unfortunately more than normal babys much like other aspects of my life.
A tale of a boy who emigrated over to Italy with his bread Master father, rought with mystery and thrill.
We go about our bustling lives not knowing if “Armageddon” is here or not day in day out we live our lives, for most it doesn’t cross their mind but for some it may thought either way none the wiser.
1962 humanity was in mass hysteria, the streets of zelgar ravaged with riots. Humans against humans.
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.