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Darkness Uncertain by Mega-Glalie, literature
Literature
Darkness Uncertain
“And like that. Gone. Not a trace of the boat or the men. They’ve looked. Oh, they’ve looked indeed, but looking at pitch black ain’t gonna help you none. They say that you can sometimes see some shapes down there ‘n the depths. Fish, anyone’ll say, but any fisher worth ‘is salt’ll tell you it ain’t. Fish don’t swim like that,” Marv intoned ominously. He brushed back his graying hair, smoothing it over out of habit like he always does when he’s trying to impress us. “Can you feel it? They say this is one of the deepest lochs in Scotland. Can you feel the pull o̵
Catharsis by Mega-Glalie, literature
Literature
Catharsis
The rocky edifice stood straight.
Against even the largest of tidal waves, it somehow stood strong. Nobody knew how, for it must have existed for several thousands of years in similar conditions, yet it retained its shape. Hundreds of feet high, the stony wall appeared to have the shape of a face cut into it. Whether naturally, or by the will of some pagan god, the face stood watch over the endless sea. Somehow, the face had retained its shape despite eons of punishment. The tired-out forehead sagged, the once-stout eyes sunken, its cheeks hollow, it was almost pitiful to look upon the wall now. Even the more fervent, who worshipped the wall
Writing Prompt: A World that lay Broken by Mega-Glalie, literature
Literature
Writing Prompt: A World that lay Broken
In a world where everything was destroyed in the blink of an eye, there will never be enough of the old generation left to spread the truth to the newer ones. Take our world. Though I am but an old man, I have seen the world as it is and as it once was. Our world, the realm we call Ittrei, was torn asunder in what can only be described as apocalypse. Ittrei was not without its problems-we had a fair amount of poor and impoverished, and crime was not quite rampant, but it was no small thing either. However, one thing all Ittreites could all agree on was that Ittrei was not going anywhere. Our great capital, Genesis, was a glorious attraction f
The Siege of Dunmark Castle (PROLOGUE) by Mega-Glalie, literature
Literature
The Siege of Dunmark Castle (PROLOGUE)
Reid grimaced. Under his loose helm, sweat poured on to his brow and trickled down his fuzzy, barely-bearded jaw. Making one last cursory check of his weapons, he breathed out slowly. In order to reach Dunmark Keep, the vanguard of King Tomard's army would need to clear a way through Dunmark Village, a quaint, easily defended village, conveniently the only passage to the Keep. Reid was one of the freshest recruits in said vanguard, with only hand-me-down armor and rudimentary battle skills. His only advantage was his excellent knowledge of tactics on large-scale battles, though in physical combat he was lacking.
"Men, Lord Commande
Over the edge by Mega-Glalie, literature
Literature
Over the edge
Nobody knows what's over the edge
But everyone knows how those poor souls go.
Some fall.
Some jump.
Some are too curious.
Some are cautiously curious, yet some evil soul pushes them over.
Some never go near it.
The lucky ones.
Some are tripped.
Some go over slowly, willing or not.
Some crawl down the side, trying to see what's there
But don't prevail.
Some people just take a quick look, and then run back quickly.
And then there are those
who get dragged with others
who never were meant to go
but in their last moments
some frantic, tottering soul
grabbed their sleeve, before they could move
And they went over too.
Not even