Darkthorn’s Blog

Julia dreamt and Blackmain and Ishton watched. She/they ran, her/their legs barely carrying her/them into forest. She/they tripped and fell, breathing heavily. Escape. She/they couldn’t escape. She/they crawled towards the base of a tree, noticing that her/their skin was weeping blood from the scratches on her/their arms. As she/they watched, more cuts opened on her/their [...]

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~ Wipe them out first. ~!
The first speaker was perfect in every way, his glowing brown hair drifting off his shoulders as he spoke.
~ We cannot risk things going wrong. We must wipe him out now, and put our plans into action before this goes too far. ~
~ No. we are not ready yet. We [...]

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The scene moved on to Ruiena’s funeral. Humans stupidly buried their dead in the ground. Blackmain agreed with the elves. Burning was much more hygienic, and the loved one could not be disgraced in death. Not that elves died very often, but in the battles and infrequent duals it sometimes happened. The ashes were tossed [...]

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From now, anything going up is going to be a bonus. I am simply too busy with Muse’s Success, my multiple uni courses and general life to write anything much at the moment. I want to say thanks for reading, and hopefully all will be going again in about a month.
Oh, and if you know [...]

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The elven meetinghouse was a complexity of interwoven tree roots of varying shades. As some trees had died, the elves had just maintained it by planting new trees around, not bothering to remove and destroy the old ones. The building was surprisingly low-roofed, considering the average height of its usual occupants. Elves were beginning [...]

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Elves were scattered in and around the bathing pools, lounging in the patches of sun that peeped in through the thick branches of the trees. Blackmain skirted his way carefully around the slippery rocks, trying to avoid stepping on any out-flung limbs. Elves, so messy he thought quietly, under tight shield. It was never predictable [...]

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Blackmain woke with a splitting headache to the soft sounds of water flowing nearby. Under the smooth flowing sheets he was naked, and a little chilled by the cool air passing over him. There was no warm lump next to him, so it must be late in the afternoon. Elves had the uncomfortable habit [...]

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The three immerged onto a rocky outcrop, apparently in the middle of nowhere. The cave nearby appeared empty, as did the surrounding trees. None of them were awake to see this though, Ishton and Blackmain were comatose with exhaustion; the journey had indeed taken all that was left of their energy. Julia of course [...]

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Ishton crouched next to Julia, his head reeling again. Julia’s mind was totally out of reach now, it seemed like there was nothing left of her. Everything was buried deeply; the normal surface thoughts that had assisted them in finding her past were gone. Blackmain entered and lent on the doorframe, smiling. Ishton frowned [...]

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Blackmain allowed himself to wake, feeling more confused by his memories than refreshed. Why was he having that particular one now? It wasn’t a pleasant memory, the final parting had been so painful for both of them. He looked over at the still-slumbering Julia, and once again noticed her likeness to Kolark. She was royalty, [...]

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