Challenge #04861-M112: The Path to Fates

Deep in the vales of the Winderwrung Crags, legends speak of a beautiful figure whose serenade echoes across the range. Some say this singer leads climbers to their doom, others speak of surviving blizzards by that heavenly voice. One has at last set out to see if the legends hold any truth or are only traveler’s tales… -- Deathshead419The valley is plentiful, and those who live there know well why every building stands on stilts or pillars. Even the horses and cattle shelter in barns held above the plains. They are well used to the sturdy ramps.

At the high end lie the Winderwrung Crags. A stone labyrinth carved by wind and water. People in the vale don't venture far into there.

In the dry season, the crags
sing.

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-04861-m112-the-path-to-fates

#flashficttion #fantasy #shortstory #writingprompt #fantasyfiction

This Story Hour is positively star-studded! And the positive stars are none other than award winners A.T. Greenblatt and Tobias S. Buckell! Join us Wednesday at 7:00 p.m. PDT! #Bookstodon #StoryHour2020 #ShortStories #ShortFiction #AuthorReading #FantasyFiction #ScienceFiction #SFF #TobiasSBuckell #ATGreenblatt https://www.storyhour2020.com/

#WorldOfOntyre 21

Countless people are becoming involved these days, and with good reason. Even at my age, I’m moving in that direction, having attended one event, another coming up locally.

I’m realizing that those actions parallel what I write about in the Kovenlore books, characters becoming involved, trying to save a nation.

Thing is, I drafted these books all before 2021.

Be everwell.

#AmWriting #WritingCommunity #AmWritingFantasy #Fantasy #FantasyFiction #Fiction

#ScribesAndMakers 21
“You turn the corner on a dimly lit street and see…”

Turning corners with characters is underrated.

My first significant one was in Trust in the Forgotten (Kovenlore Book-1) when Riparia pursues Greeze seeking answers.

*It’s also significant because it planted a seed that gave me pause. It was the moment when I first considered writing a mystery. I did, and it led to a corner moment in The Deadly Stroll.

#AmWriting #WritingCommunity #Fantasy #FantasyFiction

CW: Dark AF

Challenge
#04860-M111: A Little Mercy

At the end of the siege of Kaldorn, when the walls fell, young Jrodha Nosin sought shelter from the invading armies. Jrodha found it in the temple of one of the city’s most prominent gods. Yet while the rage of the invaders faded with Jrodha safely behind the barricade, safety always comes at a price… -- Deathshead419When the world ended, a child ran for the shelter of Boreas' temple. Her name, when she entered the stone structure, was Jrodha Nosin. What she was when she came back out... well... That must be explained.

Jrodha had barely dodged three arrows on the way to the temple, and got hit by a fourth as she stumbled onto sacred ground. She was six and scrawny, so of course it knocked her off her feet. She half-scrambled, half-crawled to the altar, and gripped the tusks with all her remaining might.

"Lord of Ice, maker of the cold winds, he whose mercy we beg of every dawn and every dusk... Bring your mercy hither now. Take my blood. Take my body. If you do not, there will be none to sacrifice to you, there's barbarians... attacking us." It was not a very formal prayer and Jrodha knew enough to believe that the gods needed formal words. All of the important ones flew out of her head. So she said the ones she said most often, "We thank the gods for all we eat, from field and flower to our meat. To the gods for mercy pray, that we may live another day."

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-04860-m111-a-little-mercy

#flashfiction #fantasy #shortstory #writingprompt #fantasyfiction

#WorldOfOntyre 20

A River in Each Hand (Kovenlore Book-2) was my first sequel. If you’ve never written one, you’re in for an experience.

I’ve lost count of how many times I scrapped the opening chapters (especially the first) and rewrote them. Why?

I kept trying to recap Book-1. As a reader, that bores me to tears, yet there I was doing it, until I treated Book-1 as backstory to be sprinkled in.

Be everwell.

#AmWriting #WritingCommunity #AmWritingFantasy #Fantasy #FantasyFiction #Fiction

Challenge #04859-M110: The Haunting of Stelgi Manor

Countess Vermyr Stelgi has inherited a substantial tract of land after the death of a distant cousin who had no other heirs. She moves quickly to spruce up the palace, hoping to make it into a summer home owing to the northerly quiet. That involves properly disposing of the departed cousin’s eclectic (some might say ghastly) collection, though some things in that palace might not appreciate being removed… -- Deathshead419Like most buildings that had been in a family for generations, it was a heap of conflicting architecture. Varying portions of it had been raised, refurbished, renovated, rebuilt, and then left to run down. Some of it had potential. Most of it could use more than a little spackle or Tape of Mending. The Countess Vermyr Brigide Hester Stelgi, second of her name, decided to wait and see before she decided to raze it all to the ground.

Besides, most of it was very well-dressed stone.

The staff formerly in her cousin's employ had aired a guest suite for her, and cleaned the final mess from his bedchamber, but otherwise left the chambers untouched. They knew well her cousin's odd habits and quirks, and were well used to leaving everything inanimate alone.

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-04859-m110-the-haunting-of-stelgi-manor

#flashfiction #fantasy #shortstory #writingprompt #fantasyfiction

#WorldOfOntyre 19

I moved here in 2014, which is when I took this picture. At the time, I was trying to return to hiking, but then I suffered a health relapse.

After that, this image became bittersweet.

Now, though, my health is largely recovered and I realize how this could be a stand-in for the fictional city of Vernathia in Carrdia that first appears in Book-5. It wasn’t intentional.

Be everwell.

#AmWriting #WritingCommunity #AmWritingFantasy #Fantasy #FantasyFiction #Fiction

Challenge #04858-M109: Hated Unreasonably on Sight

Life's most valuable lessons often come from the strangest places. -- Prompty.Viscount Kormwind Arachis Felbourne Whitekeep, ninth of his name (aged seven), had been kept busy learning all the things a young Viscount needed to know. Dressage, Dancing, Diplomacy, Archery, Arts, Economics, it went on and on. He was allowed some hours free to spend in his own pursuits. Which, until he needed to replace some art supplies, Kormwind he had spent in the Dojo's library.

He carried his papers, of course, since he was technically a dignitary of a foreign nation. And he made sure four times that his coin purse was secured firmly to his belt. Clean and neat as a pin, he set out from the Dojo estate and into Wolklippenstadt proper.

Kormwind did not anticipate more trouble than his grasp on conversational Teutonian.

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-04858-m109-hated-unreasonably-on-sight

#flashfiction #fantasy #shortstory #writingprompt #fantasyfiction

Challenge #04858-M109: Hated Unreasonably on Sight | PeakD

Lesson: You are Unwelcome... by internutter

PeakD