Osarkon

My Stories

  • The oaken door swung open. Framed in the doorway was Alexander, his immense bulk filtering out the light from the room. Seeing Karn, he nodded once, and stepped back in and to
    1800 words, 5 comments, June 27, 2005. In <200 lines, Fantasy
  • Two years before, Karn had just arrived at the main gates, soaked to the skin, his hooded cloak clinging to him like a second skin. Having walked ten miles in a torrential down
    2300 words, 8 comments, June 25, 2005. In <200 lines, Fantasy
  • Gaspard was bored. His master had locked him in highest tower room for three days without food, drink or entertainment as punishment for his slight loss of control at the feast
    2100 words, 4 comments, June 24, 2005. In <200 lines, Fantasy

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