Let me Introduce our villain. In the Drangonridge Mountains there was a little man walking through the ice. A dragon swooped over him. This was usual because where he lived dragons outnumbered humans. This little man’s name was Fred. At Drangonridge… Read More
I sigh in relief as I finally locate the ‘welcome tavern’. Its curves and corners seem to spin, the huge gargoyles and giant sculptures that are peppered over the building give it an eery feel. I push the old, wooden door aside and stumble through the doorway. Inside is not… Read More
Our story is set in an old run down tower that goes by the name of Dungun Prison. It is a single grey bulging in the Misty Isles. The Misty Isles are a bunch of islands in Ahoy, a giant beautiful post-magic landscape. Dungun Prison was once a… Read More
Ella crawled along the thin marble ledge of the darkened manor. Gargoyles looming up as is if to stop her. A cold wind had swept through Ahoy earlier today keeping many from going outside and leaving some to wait out the weather in a friend’s homestead. But not… Read More
It was on a hot summer’s morning in Blossom lane, a small city in the lands of Ahoy. A girl looked out the window and felt a tear in her eye. She had one desire in the world and that was to have friends. She was stuck in a castle… Read More
I turned up to the manor anyway. The garden was lush and filled with water features and exotic hedges pruned into unicorns with wizened expressions, elephants with billowing trunks and centaurs with rippling muscles. The pink-stained cobblestones were glimmering, glass jewels embedded in the stone. A thin stream… Read More
“By law you cannot kick me out because of my race or Dragonspite,” Ethne said keeping her nose poked in her book. Dragonspite, however shifted uncomfortably on her shoulder, his warm feathers brushed against her cheek. “Actually Ethne,” sneered the Liberian. Read More
The isle was the perfect place: within the Ahoy borders but far from civilisation’s unwanted eyes and uninvited guests. It had underground caves to protect their skin from the sun, and dark clouds of mist constantly hung around it. The only real issue was that Johnson liked it… Read More
The Sunken City is – or was, I suppose – one of the greatest mysteries in the land. How an entire city was swallowed by the Great Desert has been the basis of many scholarly papers and research projects. It would seem now they all have their answers, whether they wanted them… Read More
An expert swordsman and sushi chef, Needle liked to cook The problem was there were no fish She didn’t know where to look! Instead she cooked with vegetables, Her famous sushi was with carrot She used her sword to slice them fine With guidance… Read More
