Event Prompts

Literature
The world is constantly changing. Prayer knows it. But sometimes Prayer hates it.  The thing about Ignacy is that they do not talk. They don’t have to talk to work perfectly together. There is something about the way they move through the world that is awfully similar. And the more time they spend together the more Prayer questions… Well, everything. Starting from their past and the future and ending at morals. B...
the haunted bridge
By bies ・ 0 ・ 0
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Under the harvest moon
By cero-sleep ・ 1 ・ 0
Literature
Duncan stepped cautiously into the blood-red light of the Harvest Moon. The dungeon air was thick, the stone floor cold beneath his hooves. Minca padded beside him, her fur gleaming in the eerie cave-like glow. The Harvest Moon—its legends whispered of the Harvester, a creature who roamed under its crimson light, harvesting souls unlucky enough to cross his path. Ahead, a shadow swooped along. The Harvester stepped into view, his jack-o’-lantern head glowing with an inner li...
DD1 || Home amongst the cold stone
By machomustang ・ 0 ・ 0
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Pesky little things
By Quinn ・ 6 ・ 0
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[MEDIUM] How a garden grows
By Kalovantha, Tiamat ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
With a bloodied moon hanging heavy in the night sky, tonight certainly wasn’t a night Mortis thought he’d find himself in the dungeon, let alone the Moors of Sleep. It’d been a restless night for the stallion, a threatening whisper on the cold wind that nipped at his skin, an unnatural hum in the air that felt like it had no real origin but still managed to bar him from sleep.   Perhaps it was trying to ...
Restless
By kogasaur ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
The Earthen Furnace was always a little hotter than Numquam thought they could handle. The extra fur that coated their body always left them wearier than they’d like, forcing the Puck to leave a lot of the actual navigating up to their trusty little drake, Sumac. The little winged lizard was far more adapted to such an environment, sporting that distinctive lack of fur that kept Numquam from his main goal, and the striking ability to soar through the sky and c...
A New Soul For The Pile
By kogasaur ・ 0 ・ 0
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Bring Your Heroes to the Wolf Den
By DrunkCleric ・ 0 ・ 0
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Seline's First Harvest Moon
By mewzies ・ 1 ・ 0
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Helping the Harvester
By crystaii ・ 1 ・ 0
Literature
The moon outside was cold and unfeeling, despite the warm glow that bathed over the fields. Earlier in the evening, I’d felt off and despite needing to do a few more things for the field, I had taken a break. Outis, ever-attentive, had come out to the field to seek me when I didn’t return home. He’s always so kind. Once the pair had gotten to their shared home, the moon had begun to rise. Outis had called it a “harvest moon,” mentioning its significanc...
Dreams and Wild Things
By Medd-Lee ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
Celandine stepped along in the Earthen Furnace, on a scouting mission for any clues that may lead to the Diamond Hounds’ next target artifact. It had not been a fruitful endeavor thus far, even with all the talkative ghosts drawn out by the appearance of the soul vines. But Celandine was not the type to be so easily deterred.  Her ears pricked as she felt an unusual chill brush past her, and she paused, wondering i...
the forge?
By rattlesnakeacrobatics ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
I had not at all expected that the Harvester would chose to reward me with a pet. Further, I would never have imagined that this pet would turn out to be a magical tree which was imbued with fiery energy. It left a trail of ashes when it moved and was surrounded by a thin cloud of smoke which filled the air with the pleasant scent of a campfire. "You will follow me now?" I asked aloud. Yes, Master. My name is Jebadiah. Just like with the scythe I heard it'...
Interlude 003: The Restless Dwarves in the Earthen Furnace
By shardofmoon ・ 0 ・ 0
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Content Warning: alcohol

Too drunk to see the obvious moon
By ConfusedMcFlurry ・ 0 ・ 0
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The Wolf
By srcevans ・ 3 ・ 0
Literature
I tried to ignore Crispin. Honestly, who does he think he is? He starts saying something vital about Auryn and then he just stops? She’s my sister, I think I have a right to know. Magma, on my sides, bubbles as my thoughts go back to Auryn. I love her. She’s my sister. Calista is too, but Auryn was really the only one who cared for me. She made sure I was fed, she made sure I was happy, she made sure I was healthy, she made sure I was safe. Mom didn’t give...
I Don't Do Fire - Bootsie
By Sage ・ 0 ・ 0
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Content Warning: Blood | Fighting

Not Doing That Again - Bootsie
By Sage ・ 0 ・ 0
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Content Warning: Blood | Slight Swearing | Fighting

Ace Would Protect You With His Life - Calista
By Sage ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
Levi moved cautiously through the Moor of Sleep, his torch illuminating the dense mist that swirled around the ground, making every step feel heavier. The weight of the Harvester's presence lingered in the air like a shroud, adding an extra layer of tension to an already eerie environment. He’d been through these parts before, but the Moor had a way of shifting and changing, never quite the same on any return. Tonight, it seemed particularly oppressive. As Levi's torchlight caught th...
Spiritual Voices - Levi
By FireOmens ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
At first they thought the distant, malevolent screams and the burbling of groundwater unrelated. The way every terrifying sound echoed in these halls, neither was unusual. It wasn't even odd to hear both at the same time. None of them thought anything of it, until the shrieking seemed to grow louder. "What is that?" Pranvera whispered, and picked her head up to stare up the hall the way she thought the sound must be coming. It was difficult to tell- like tracking the movement...
Hellbeast
By LadyArcadian ・ 0 ・ 0