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Submitted to Contest #328
The moment was supposed to be glorious. Selene’s father had promised it would be, with all of the great lords gathered in one place. Hands came together in crackles of noise as the great hall filled with thunderous applause that grew louder the longer Adam knelt on the ground in front of the throne. But seeing him here, like this, was hardly the great victory that had been foretold. His head slowly rose from where it was bowed in supplication, and the corded tendons in his neck tightened as those green eyes met hers. Selene did not see a tra...
Submitted to Contest #323
Jayla ran through old stone hallways, steps echoing as she managed to duck under a gnarled wood mantelpiece and through a concealed hallway to continue along her route. She brushed cobwebs out of her hair as she continued to run, and couldn’t help but think that the others chose this ancient building just for dramatic effect. And for inconvenience. It was all the way across campus from her dorm, and Emily, the best conjurist in their assigned group, hated her, so that would make sense too. Jayla paused, putting a hand on the stone wall to...
Submitted to Contest #322
All Valya Daardendrian ever wanted was to be worthy of her clan. As a young Dragonborn, her clan was all she had ever known –it was one of many in the mountainous region they had settled long ago. Daardendrians had always been renowned for their martial prowess, and every clan member was trained for combat. Not only could they boast of strength, but of magic as well. There were only a few clans that practiced the ways of the old Dragon Pantheon, and the founders had ensured that their ways would never be forgotten. This earned the clan respe...
Submitted to Contest #321
The rules were simple: only the Chosen could communicate with the Gods, and only the Prophets could appoint the Chosen. Everyone else could donate their gold and wait until called upon to receive answers to their prayers for help. It was a very good system, and (if the Prophets were to be believed–which they were, without question) it had worked for thousands of years. In the town of Maribrisa, before the sun even had a chance to rise, it was becoming extremely clear that these rules only worked when the world wasn’t on fire. Smoke was fil...
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