Lillandriel

AN: Before you start reading, I would like to inform you, that this universe has a dystopian, 1950's Americana setting! So imagining poodle skirts, bobby socks and Elizabeth Taylor styled hair is strongly advised! --- After the gruesome Holocene Epoch finally ended, humans found themselves to be a dying species. The war that was fought to put a final end to the Epoch, claimed millions of lives;  ridding the planet of most of its populace. And although this was an unignorable fact, scientists and anthropologists were anything but worried. ”Once the war is over, everything will be as it was,” they stated and you could still reme

(Two-part side chapter, companion to Nightfall; no spoilers, swearing.) Anika Jordberg overtakes you, her horse’s hooves a sudden clap of thunder as she surges to take the lead. You fall back, urging your own horse – Number Six; you gave up on names three horses ago so you wouldn’t get attached – to the left, crossing Jordberg’s wake as you slip into a flanking position. The rest of your squad are moving out, firing a burst of red smoke to alert the Corps and veering away to scout the clearest alternative path. The Forward Scouting Squad will need to let the Commander know his options, and you trust them to do i

Until that day, the Blight had been a thing of history. It was something to talk about and compare bad things to in moment of frustration. His family hadn't believed that it was a true Blight, but an uprising of darkspwan that could be put down with an aptly applied amount of force. Worry had been present of course. They hadn't seen this sort of darkspwan behavior in generations, and that was certainly cause for concern, but that served as little to prepare Aedan for what he saw as they came closer to Lothering. It was as if the sun decided not to shine on this section of the world, clouds blanketing the sky and turning everything an ashy co