Archive for the ‘fantasy’ Category

Daily Flash Fiction S2 #5: clock tax

June 11th, 2008

Aeron watched the ticking clock, the minute hand twitching with an audible clank, down towards its end, to his end.
Well, his probable end anyway. Especially if this essay was not completed.
He didn’t understand the emphasis. He was here to be a wizard, not a damn writer.
A sound on the edge of his conscious awareness. He [...]

Daily Flash Fiction S2 #8: Fatidical

May 12th, 2008

I lay upon the lectern, tightly closed, staring up at the man who dares to attempt to unravel my secrets.
I lie in a chamber with a time-locked door. The door will lock itself from the outside after a delay, giving those that enter my chambers only a half hour in which to read me – [...]

Daily Flash Fiction S2 #2: blackwork

May 6th, 2008

“I can’t be saying I know, Selmy.”
“It’s easy work, it don’t interfere with your undertaking, and it’s damn good money.”
“Aye, I can see that. But I don’t know about going up to that old tower there in the woods. There’s unnatural things abroad.”
“Everything’s unnatural. What, do you think houses just spring up out of the [...]

Daily Flash Fiction S2 #1: Swearing

May 5th, 2008

Doran walked into the ritual chamber, feeling the warmth of the guttering torches all around that released choking black smoke into the atmosphere. He felt the gooseflesh on the front of his naked body relax while it remained on his back, reacting to the chill air of the desert night outside.
He walked to the bull [...]

Daily Flash Fiction #173: boar

April 25th, 2007

The Warboar growled, it’s huge mane or razor-sharp spines rippling as it spat saliva throughout the clearing, shaking its head with rage, small red eyes rolling.
Gor stood before it, holding his short spear, it’s flint head glistening with blood scored from his previous clashes with his foe. He was not big or strong – at [...]

Daily Flash Fiction #172: don’t look up

April 24th, 2007

He cold not look up. The weight on his head forced him to look forwards.
It was a hat, wide of brim with a circular glass tube filled with a heavy liquid he did not know the name of. Some sort of metal. The hat ensured he could not tilt his head up or down, but [...]

Daily Flash Fiction #171: don’t look down

April 23rd, 2007

Evan stared out at the bleak expanse, the black half-mile high towers in the distance, twisting upwards and inwards like the ribcage of some extinct monstrosity.
The towers were hollow and home to many thousands of people, using mirrors and strange magicks to grow food without soil, enough to ensure that none of them would ever [...]

Daily Flash Fiction #170: named

April 18th, 2007

We have lived millennia under the tyranny of the namers.
I was born to the title of Gellar Wynter, which in the ancient tongue of the namers means noble son of the motherland, the nation of Terraga. I lived and worked at my king’s behest, but all knew that the king worked the will of the [...]

Daily Flash Fiction #168: Memories

April 16th, 2007

It creaked noisily and rhythmically. I didn’t know there was so much steel in the thing, but as the candelabra swung in the wind from the broken windows it produced a high pitched whine. It reminded me of the start of an old Sergio Leone film I saw once many years ago. I don’t know [...]

Daily Flash Fiction #167: sun

April 13th, 2007

Sorry about the lack of story yesterday. I accidentally started writing a short story instead, and ran out of time :O
The sun seemed strange that day.
I couldn’t put a finger on why. Perhaps it was an omen from the gods, a message warning of the dark times ahead. If so, the gods are truly despicable [...]