When writing her romantic fantasy novel "A River Of Golden Bones," author A.K. Mulford started with a "what if?" question about "Sleeping Beauty." To learn what that question was, and what else inspired and influenced this story, check out this exclusive interview.
https://paulsemel.com/exclusive-interview-a-river-of-golden-bones-author-a-k-mulford/
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It's Friday, that means Aether Eternius has updated!
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Last year I did a small Adopt Event called "Fatum Cards". It is based upon a deck of cards with which you can make DnD (or Fantasy in general) Characters from scratch.
I bought them last year and they gave me a lot of inspiration. ^^ You can find the website for them here: https://www.fatumcards.com/
In the Event itself I drew a set of cards and made an adoptable Design out of it. In this set I drew a Rogue as a class alongside with a flirty personality and a prosthetic. I tried my best to bring that Design to live!
I also have to mention, that I never played DnD myself and only know very basic stuff about it, although I would love to take part in a session one day. >u<
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Flight of the Sky Titan
In the heart of the jagged mountains, the roc perched atop its lair, its massive wings folded tightly against its body. The creature's eyes, a fierce amber, scanned the skies for prey as its powerful talons gripped the rocky crag. At rest, the bird dwarfed even the tallest trees, and its feathers, black as a starless night, rustled in the wind.
The roc had lived for centuries, hunting for food and protecting its territory. Its nest was a haphazard collection of debris, a tangle of trees, tents, and the remains of ships and caravans it had carried off. The creature had long ago stopped caring for the treasures that sometimes found their way into its lair, and instead focused solely on finding its next meal.
As the roc took flight, its wingspan spread more than two hundred feet, dwarfing everything below. It soared high above the clouds, searching for a slow-moving target, something large enough to satiate its hunger. It ignored towns and forests, where prey could easily take cover, and instead focused on open spaces where it could hunt freely.
Days turned into weeks, and the roc searched relentlessly, covering great distances as it hunted for its next meal. But as time passed, the creature grew weary, and its amber eyes began to lose their sharpness.
One day, as the roc flew over the ocean, it caught sight of a lone ship, its sails billowing in the wind. The creature's hunger surged, and it dove down, its massive talons outstretched. The ship's crew scrambled to defend themselves, but it was no use. The roc snatched the vessel in its talons, lifting it high into the air before dropping it into its lair.
As the roc settled in to feast on the ship's crew, it sensed a presence nearby. It turned to face a group of adventurers, armed with swords and shields, who had come to rid the land of the monster that had terrorized the region for far too long.
But the roc was not easily defeated. It spread its wings and took flight, circling above the adventurers as it prepared to strike. The battle raged on for hours, with neither side gaining the upper hand.
In the end, the adventurers emerged victorious, but the roc's memory lived on. It remained a legend, a creature of myth and legend that roamed the mountains, hunting for its next meal. And though it was gone, its legacy would live on, inspiring tales of bravery and daring for generations to come.
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The Adventures the Role Brings (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/356623533-the-adventures-the-role-brings?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=MamaBird8
I have a project i'd love to share
I have a book in the works! It's a fantasy romance book that has two chapters up now. go check it out
What would it be like if your soul was forced into a video game that was created by the most incompetent game developer ever? Well Mocha Mckillip, a broke collage student will soon find out what it will take to survive what was once a promising video game that deteriorated into absolute garbage because of the fandom. TW for my viewers: Blood, depictions of violence, spiders... so... so many spiders... [Will update periodically]
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MYTH OF THE KING
The prophecy of the Fifth Age is upon the world of Songhaia. Most in the Science Society do not believe in old myth and stories anymore. The Wizard Habenzy seeks the Kesia, an object of myth. Dayan is a young boy who has never left his village. Dayan leaves the safety of the Kisibari Mountain Valley to join the Wizard's Questband. They are hunted as they search by the Preeminent's Right Hand. To succeed they must trust in the Iwe, they must trust in their destiny. The armies of the Preeminent prepare. The Allied City-States prepare. All of Songhaia prepares for war and the next Age.
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