A Dark Reflection of The Stolen World, The Shadow of What Is.
background stub for Stolen World, The "demons' of the setting
For twenty seven years I lived a strange and unimaginable life, and one morning I woke up divorced from life. I was awake.
I wish I could go back to sleep
The summon spells of The Stolen World
The summoning system of The Stolen World
Squishy tech for the Cosmic Era's behind closed doors
I have drawn a lot of inspiration from idle click and space exploration games, and some of these throw away phrases can very easily become revolutionary and cultural transformative things.
The flow of magic in the Stolen World and some of it's Direct Manefestions
"Why are these Orcs SO coordinated? Keep Fighting!"
another unpublished story from ezine
....sometimes it's unpleasant to be a wizard......
an unpublished story from the second issue of the ezine
My take on the most epic of wizard duels. Like 12 pages.( Shocking , right 12 PAGES OUT OF ARAMAX< LOL)
For Scras (He gets the joke)
A very, very short fiction piece inspired by my beta read of a brilliant Scras piece that he will unvail later
The great paradoxes of the Universe is that everything follows almost exactly the same course, yet in doing so, is somehow still unique and with importance and value.
While no means a great film, Fant4stic Four isn't nearly as bad as critics would have you believe.
AKA 7 steps to creating a MacGuffin
"I fear, dear Marius, that either you or I have been led astray. The Legends of which you spoke claimed Showgull was a land of great Magick, perhaps even the very Wellspring of the first Magick, with a People whose blood runs with æthereal power. You know how serious I take my work, Marius: is this a jest to you? These are a barbarous People, who know little Writing and fewer Manners. They are hostile to the very Idea learned Magick. That anyone should call this a Nexus of magickal power is risible. No wonder so many Kingdoms have been eager to trade off this Place in their treaties."
- the wizard Abelard Selanius, Esq., letter to his colleague Marius Dubesque
A story for Tusserk's writing game.
Immortality, at any cost
Life imitates art, and art imitates life
On some of the islands off the coast, the rites of the local fertility god revolve around ceremonial death and rebirth. The religion's priests have overcome this cycle, however: Each of them is actually undead, ceremonially slain and "reborn"! Their religion is otherwise unremarkable, being an odd offshoot of the mainland's religions. The priests vow to resist their undead cravings, seeing these as the "cycle of life" attempting to reclaim their spirits.