Christian Fantasy
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Before the Web of Whispers
Do you remember life before the internet? The morning light filtered through Lysander Quillheart’s study windows, illuminating dust motes that danced like memories suspended in amber air. His weathered fingers traced the edges of a leather-bound journal, its pages yellowed by decades of careful preservation. The book lay open to an entry dated forty-three years Continue reading
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The Art of Invisible Truths
What are you good at? The crystalline chimes of Lumenvale’s evening bells echoed through the Merchant Quarter’s cobbled alleyways, their melodic resonance masking the softer sound of Adrian Nightwhisper’s boots against wet stone. He pressed himself against the shadow-draped wall of the Gilded Rose tavern, his breath steady despite the rapid pulse of anticipation that Continue reading
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The Gilded Cage
What does “having it all” mean to you? Is it attainable? The morning mist clung to Lumenvale’s Crystal Spires like silk scarves abandoned by departing spirits, and Elsbeth Ravencrest watched it dissipate from the balcony of her private study in the Magisterium’s highest tower. Her fingers traced the ornate silver chalice that held her morning Continue reading
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The Unspoken Summons
Who would you like to talk to soon? The Unspoken Summons The morning light filtered through the hexagonal windows of Lyralei’s tower chamber, casting geometric patterns across the polished heartwood floor where she sat in contemplative stillness. Her hands rested atop the gentle swell of her belly, fingers tracing slow circles through the fine silk Continue reading
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The Weight of Memory
What personal belongings do you hold most dear? The Weight of Memory The amber light of Lumenvale’s setting sun filtered through crystalline panes, casting fractured rainbows across Mira Thornwick’s modest chamber. Each beam seemed to deliberately seek out the objects scattered across her worn oak table—items that had traveled countless leagues and weathered decades of Continue reading
Chadwick Rye 