Stories tagged “Dark Fantasy”
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Yellow
A coward has it easy: they’re only really afraid of one thing … being afraid. Everyone else has many fears. Meira was constantly teased by her classmates. She jumped at the smallest things: little bugs, harmless snakes, birds taking wing, a...
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Renewable Resource
Tunali, the largest of the trolls, lumbered through fields. Young, elvish ladies (all either in labor or close to it) lined the rows. Shackled to the ground, blood ran from many places on their bodies, most of which was the sacred cradle. One after the...
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Violet
She hated her name as much as the cliché for which it stood. Violet had to be coaxed and cajoled out of her shell by those who found her pretty. When her father had arranged her to marry a jeweler from Oxford she thought it a blessing. But on their we...
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Blood Rite
The albino stood on the platform and dragged the knife down his forearm. Blood ran in scarlet rivulets over his hand, his fingers. It dripped the sidereal pattern of his god onto the wooden planks around his feet. Before him the air shimmered as it str...
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Golem
Rain lashed down on that ravaged plain in furious sheets. The broken earth drank it up through ragged cracks that went down forever. At the center of the plain, a gaping maw of a hole sucked down water in great, sodden gulps. Perversely, gouts of flame...
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I hunt a succubus
As I raced up to the house, I knew that she was there. The “she” in question was a succubus, one of the worst. For this one had immortalized herself into every child’s heart, so when she showed up, she was never opposed. She… wa...
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Meat-Eater
In hindsight, Trista realized she probably shouldn’t have fallen asleep under that tree. - Pus dripped into Trista’s eyes from the multiple infected sores on her scalp. She wanted to wipe it away, but the tree held her fast, pinning her arm...
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Seeds
Johann dug at the hard-packed soil with the dull edge of his hoe. Sweat, beading on his forehead, dribbled down into his eye. As he dabbed his face with his rough sleeve, he surveyed the field. Birds fluttered overhead, and far beyond them, scuddy clou...
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Broken Accord
The Arch known as Bar Gabriel stood in the shadowed room and spoke with muted vehemence. “This is unacceptable, Dur Goldath. Accord was broken long ago. How then can you aid its fall upon us once again?” The Kako grinned impishly, savoring ...
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Gambit
My attack was two-pronged and subtle. I had the demon’s King – my prize – backed into a corner. It was a brilliant, tactical solution. He could block check from one direction, only to open up a line of attack from another. Capture the...