Day 8 - Toy
My knife cut through the wood one final time and the last wood chips fell to the floor. I blew the piece of wood in my hand and scattered the light brown sawdust on its surface through the air. Gently, I placed the round piece with its sisters on the...
Day 5- Cave
"And you're sure they came here?" asked Mel'er with a rough voice, doubt dripping in her tone. "Yes, yes. Little Wallace said they had a dare but he fell asleep and missed the time." answered the short satyr man, annoyance flashing in his...
Day 14 - Childhood
"Your mind is drifting again Juh'ra, what is it that weights on your mind this time?" Asked Kalam, his deep voice sending shivers down Juh'ra's back. "It is nothing of importance, my lord," The orc was quick to reply, his throat burning with the half...
Day 7 - Royal
Large obsidian doors stood in front of Juh'ra, imposing, smooth and too heavy for even the orc to open. Or they would be, had he not been invited. Juh'ra swallowed back his apprehension and placed a dark green hand upon the smooth surface. A desperate...
Day 3 - Adventure
Xaliima kept close to the ground as she skulked through the forest, her dark green skin and brown furred attire blending with the vegetation around her. With her bow firmly held on one hand, Xilema's sole brown eye scanned the area. Under her expert...
Orctober 2020: Day 1 - Autumn
Yatur dashed forward on his worg, the large lupine creature moving gracefully through the tall trees and the treacherous soil of the forest. The cold morning wind buffeted the orc's light green's skin while his coat flapped behind him. Sharp dark brown...
Weight of the Crown Chapter 6
# Chapter 7 **Richard** The dragon pulled on my arm as she guided me through the maze of hallways, never breaking her sprint and turning corners with complete certainty. The clamor of battle were lost behind us, only a vague sense of danger...
Singing my heart out
I took a deep breath. The influx of air in my lungs helped to assuage my nerves. Behind me, I could hear the restless beating of my tail on my pants, the quiet murmurs of the crowd waiting behind the door. I pushed the air out with a controlled huff,...
Honey Bear
Terry stared at the clock with trepidation, his small nub of a tail shaking with barely contained glee. The brown bear clutching a light blue package to his chest with a tenderness rarely seen in such a big mammal, a goofy grin painted on his face....
Break
He stared at the stack of papers in front of him, a trembling cream paw idly toying with the corners, the rough edges prickling his skin with every pass of his thumb, the soft sound of passing pages reminding him that this was all very real, and...
Beast
A blur of red destruction teared through the forest, crushing tree trunks and rocks alike in unbound rage. Growling, crunching and screaming quickly became his language, and rage was his only message. He ran, he jumped, he stumbled, he fell and he dug,...
Tusker
Sr. Amable had always been a good restaurant to have a nice dinner before bed, even after the death of Mr. Gonzalez, the old troll who had bough the place back in '59, there was still a homey feeling in the fake wooden tables and chairs. It was also...