The library was closed for the night, the cleaning crew had come and gone, and the undead librarian was alone. Skeletal fingers were run along book spines and the library responded with papery giggles as the two ancient friends settled in for a long night of quiet reading.
The ghost looked up and saw a face for the first time in a thousand years. With a voice creaking with spiderwebs and curses and darkness, “My friend… I am so glad to see you” “We know each other?” the witch started at the greeting, at the ghost’s presence. “I have long wished for a […]
The lich made a vague gesture in the sign language of the arcane and the fabric of reality bent as a gorgon teleported into the bubble. Stretching to her full height on her long, thick serpentine tail, the gorgon turned towered over the undead monster. She leaned down and kissed her husband. “Hello my ghost heart.”
The Netherworld is full of magical energies. Most of the time, they balance in a comfortable harmony — land and sky blended by water, doom and fire blended by rock, and so forth. When the flow of magic is disrupted, storms and backlashes strike out and return the balance in local systems. Such storms are […]
The dryad snuggled close to the mermaid, who sang softly, who wove moonlight into a blanket with her voice. Together, the pair drifted along the sea’s waves, the pair drifted to sleep.