Strom sat beside his uncle’s funeral pyre, warming his hands on the flames as the world around him died. Torrential rain poured down, and dark waves crashed against the sides of the pyramid upon which he sat. The top of the colossal building was broad, with enough room for the handful of gods...
Dr. Terry J Martin shares the story of recovering a person's joy and sense of balance after experiencing traumatic events connected to “Bedlam in Paris.” Please share your experiences and any insights you may have.
The Town was an augmented version of the Fallows, a lank feeling of desperation hung on every corner.
Rowan consulted his map and cross referenced it with his location in relation to his journey thus far and if his bearings served him correctly then he was stood, more or less, where the words...
Rowan woke to blackout and silence.
“PA! Pa are you there?” Rowan cried in confusion as he tossed around on the bed “Ornella? Ornella, i’m sorry!’
Over the next few moments Rowan recalled the events of the past, fragments of days, in his head.
In a state of panic, Rowan thought for a split...
Rowan’s ears embraced the words as a cherry blossom does the spring. With curling toes and hairs on end Rowan could hear his home calling to him, to rescue, to repair and to complete him once again.
‘Rowan-Rowan?’ a gust of words fleeted by in the key of G major.
The man slung his bag onto his...
Stunned, Rowan lay frozen too petrified to open his eyes. The strangers warm breath teased the inside of Rowans ear.
Without moving a single other muscle in his body Rowan steadily prised open his left eyelids and rolled his gaze towards the direction of the thing that had him anchored.
Dusk...
Wilfred followed the direction of his sons startled eyes towards a piece of folded parchment leaning awkwardly between the dusty floor and the timber wall.
Rowan darted at the floor like a Gannet to retrieve the parchment. He then moved into the centre of the room and took a deep breath before...
Rowan’s hands were beginning to numb as he hung, in a state of nature, from the base of the moon by his ankles. His ear was wet and his feet on fire, both of which were distracting him from the seven sets of unfaltering eyes he could discern closing in on him from the abyss. Dread and defeat...
I finished my novel but i dont really see it standing out enough and I would love to get some ideas on forward thinking in the fantasy/scifi novel or other ideas that are different but attention grabbing? (structure for example)
Below is a quick rundown of my book
The Infiniverse is a...
Hello everyone. My name is the Electro Queen, or EQ as my subjects refer to me as, and this is my first time posting a question on this website.
My question (well, questions actually, I’ve got more than one) is primarily centred around morality and partly around royalty. It’s mainly for a mini...
Hey everyone,
I found this amazing article on how to craft and write short stories. You guys should definitely check it out if you're stuck and not sure where to begin. You'll find a lot of helpful information.
Link: Top 4 Tricks & Tips for Anyone Writing Their First Short Story
Just a short story that needs working on and perhaps some improvement. It contains a lot of sci-fi/philosophical themes, which help establish a kind of allegorical nuance. The story also ventures into metaphysical realms of individual experience.
Link to story: The Superland Enigma
Synopsis...
For years I have wandered these vast, wild lands, praying at shrines for Her power and grace. A Darkness hounds me, haunts me, hunts me as I search for meaning in this world; meaning that the Darkness wants to remain hidden. In shape-shifting labyrinthine libraries I have scoured shelves of...
Hi everyone! I am a freelance copy editor/proofreader and I am a reader of mostly urban fantasy, young adult and children's, and dark epic fantasy. I have a blog out right now with a variety of posts on my website and I'd love for you to read the latest about personification and...
Sitting by the window, Tomas watched people flock to the [House of Worship] for the Coming to Age Ceremony. Tears cascaded off his face, he too reached the age for the ceremony, yet his quadriplegia has stifled his rite of passage. It is not to say that those born with such conditions could not...
[This is a story that grew alongside Vosha. I stepped away from Vosha for a long time and lost my understanding of it. However, with "The Methuselah Empire" (To Be Changed) I have compiled preliminary notes and characters to avoid making the same mistake.
I intend to create a series, but as of...
Hi, I'm new to Mythic Scribes and, as a young author, I am trying to write my first novel. Genre: Fantasy. I have always really enjoyed reading fantasy novels, and would love to know if anyone has written a fantasy novel before?
I'm really enjoying the process so far, but I'm not sure I'm doing...
3 May
It was a cloudy day. Outside, a soft rain was sprinkling down upon the Gumberwood. Though the trees provided cover from the rain, a misty fog had set itself low to the ground, making residents prefer to stay inside their doors. Due to the unideal weather, Damien and Naelen spent their...
Damien sat with Kallus' family at supper. The dining room of the manor was ornate, complete with its own chandelier. Candles were placed along the table as well, glinting off the expensive dinnerware.
Tonight was what Kallus and Lanara deemed to be a special occasion. They prepared a...
What is the one continent/nation/culture that doesn't get enough representation in fantasy fiction, in your opinion?
Many authors go straight for a vaguely European flavor (and not without reason, mind you), but there are plenty of other cultures from around the world that could spice up the...