PuddingDragon94

Chapter one [Unnamed] The world was in ruins. And the ruins were deathly silent. The nameless city stood and crumbled, chill winds tearing through the streets, the ceaseless wailing interrupted only by the sound of debris crashing down onto roads unused for years by now. It was the ideal picture next to the very definition of the term 'Ghost Town.'   That's not to say that this city was uninhabited, however. Even ghost towns have their ghosts, and at this time of night, the spectres would be emerging. The moon was high over the wind-battered skyline, most unfavourably. The pale orb was round, and full, casting its eerie silver glow into the

The once still air quivered between the trees, the tranquility shuddering as the repulsive sound of steel clattering sharply began to permeate the stillness. Instead the peace, the serenity was tainted, intertwined with something else... Pure malice radiated, backed by the chorus of wrought metal crashing down on its target again... And again... And again. Such sickening hatred was becoming diluted with tears, unsure as to whether the sorrowful crystal droplets should be strengthening the killing intent or quelling the flames behind this useless fusillade of blows and jabs. It sounded like her sword was being shattered every time she brought

The city of fog: Chapter 1. In my lungs, there was a familiar burning. There always was, an ever present tickle of pain lingering at the back of one's windpipe. That was exactly what the city of fog had blessed us with. The thick, darkening cloud of fog choked the ambience, its ominous, looming tendrils weaving their oppressive stench through the cobbled streets, the alleys, and any crevice one might seek to hide themselves in. My brother seemed unaffected, his hand clasped around mine as he tugged me onwards through the foul air that only seemed to get worse thereafter. The hustle and bustle of once busy streets seemed subdued, as though t