Free fantasy fiction
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The Seasoning of Years
What do you think gets better with age? Master Dorian Ashworth set down his quill with deliberate care, watching the ink pool and settle at the end of a sentence that had taken him three attempts to complete without allowing frustration to bleed through the parchment. Across his desk in the Guild Arbitration Chamber, young… Continue reading
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The Memory of Copper and Starlight
Write about your first crush. Lyrian Dawnweaver pressed his palm against the ancient oak’s bark, feeling the slow pulse of sap beneath weathered skin as autumn painted the Whispering Grove in shades of amber and gold. One hundred and forty-seven years had passed since he first glimpsed Rosalind Brightheart among these very trees, yet the… Continue reading
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The Luxury of Recognition
What’s the one luxury you can’t live without? The morning sun strikes my scales just so, transforming them from their usual deep emerald to something that resembles captured starlight dancing across ocean waves. I stretch my wings—still growing, still awkward in their proportions—and feel the familiar ache of adolescence pulling at sinew and bone. Three… Continue reading
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The Gravity of Hearts
Who do you spend the most time with? The workshop bells of Lumenvale’s Artificer Quarter chimed their evening song as Matthias Silverheart set down his jeweler’s loupe and flexed fingers cramped from six hours of intricate wirework. The commission piece—an engagement pendant for House Brightwater’s youngest daughter—gleamed against black velvet, its crystalline heart pulsing with… Continue reading
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The Most Perfect Chocolate Bar in All the Realms
Describe your dream chocolate bar. My name is Luna Brightwhisper and I am eight years old and three-quarters, which is very important because three-quarters means I’m almost nine and that’s practically grown-up. Mama says I have the most active imagination in all of Lumenvale’s Enchanted Quarter, which I think means I’m very good at dreaming… Continue reading
