All posts tagged: Short story

Temporalis #BlogBattle

“Thaumaturgical archaeologists beware, there is a reason the Elder Mages are no more.” Jeremiah Delalande, lecture on the Philosophy of Magi.   Beneath the Keep, home to the Amanuensis among others, lies a Vault recording history as it arrives and moves on. Three senior figures have access, of which the Amanuensis is one. By comparing these fixed records with books outside its thaumaturgical fields it is possible to determine if history is changed. Several Guilds exist to deploy corrective measures if such temporal changes occur. Since chronomancy was banned several centuries earlier much of the knowledge has become here say and myth. Even the three book keepers have never encountered a time where time itself was failing.   TEMPORALIS   “Tea thaumaturge?” “Your usual herbal concoction?” replied the Amanuensis. Jeremiah Delalande grinned. “Of course, what else is there that could kick a mule in the dark?” The magician nodded and cast a gaze back to the tome resting on his desk. It spoke of legends and, in particular, words that repeated over and over. Ordinarily …

Causatum. #BlogBattle

When the soul pops out for a while the pains of life ebb away. Brief that time might appear, but welcome when the world is wretched and carnage sprawls everywhere.

#BlogBattle is Back. Are You a Writer? Then Step inside and Spin us a Yarn Before Winter Sets in.

  Join us in the monthly #BlogBattle. Trade your word-craft with like-minded writers. Engage with new blogs, cast in your support and get writing. Post your story to your blog then link it to the prompt post or in the comments and we’ll add it to the list!

Ghost Walk Revisited

    Do ghosts know they are ghosts, or is it just an observer that sees the truth? Walk a while with Jake and decide for yourself.

Dragon Stone; the Madness Within

    The Black watched on as, through the debris of ancient battle, the Smith walked between life and death. Two worlds, two paths; one outcome.

Dragon Stone; Schism

    In a body that is failing, a mind wanders two realities. Divided, dying in one and hunted in another. It was never supposed to be this way.

Dragon Stone; the Awakening

  Wayland, having fallen from the path as a unseen force blinked his inamorata out of existence, wakes in a world where life is no longer quite the same.

Dragon Stone; Originalis

When the sun sets before nightfall and mist flows like blood, it’s too late to run.

Elisabeth Awakens

  Returning from their vacation, the Brothers Carmichael waste no time revisiting the sinister Marsh Bank House. A Victorian manse with secrets inside that are starting to wake up…