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Flowers
By FibbiBee ・ 1 ・ 0
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A haunted salamander
By Dunewind ・ 2 ・ 0
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Apologize
By Hlaorith ・ 3 ・ 0
Literature
“Are you alright?”   Bess looked up with surprise when Crispin addressed her, her ears flicking before focusing forward again. “Of course, why?”    The older stallion just smiled softly, his eyes sweeping over her from head to hock before nodding. “That was a large pack of hounds. Just making sure you’re unhurt.”    Bess twisted to look over herself. Her flank stung where a hot claw had grazed her, and there were a few nips on her l...
[DD2] ghost in the forge
By springfoss ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
Lancelot was travelling around the Furnace, heading towards a cavern where he'd heard other Coursers gossip about treasure protected by a beast. He figured that he could try to defeat the beast and gather some more money but if not, he could always fall back, no harm in backing out when you know that continuing would only get you hurt or worse. As he travelled, blackened vines started to coat the dungeon walls all around him, making a sickening mirage of a hedge tunnel. He ventured through fu...
The Forge
By asterionstiel ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
Renee’s first trek into the Earthen Furnace was a hesitant one. She’d prepared as much as she could, of course, taking plenty of cold water canteens and thick leather leg wraps and snacks for herself and her eagle, Skye, but still, the thought of being around so much lava was hard to grasp. “This is one of the best routes I know,” Phoebe said beside Renee, her gaze focused ahead, as it had been this whole time. “How has it been for you so far? Easy enough on the hooves? I kno...
Into the Furnace | Renee
By KnightHoneybee ・ 0 ・ 0
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DD7 - Soul Harvest - "I dont want to be here" - Rusty
By NorthernMalagon ・ 1 ・ 0
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something's waiting in the bushes for us
By North ・ 1 ・ 0
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Meeting the harvester
By BlackCat87 ・ 3 ・ 0
Literature
Evening had fallen faster than any of them had anticipated. There weren’t many cracks in the ceiling of the dungeon to see the dulled blues of the evening turn to the deep oranges of dusk, but any Courser could tell when nightfall came, as the spirits of the old kingdom grew more plentiful, more energetic.  Lorelai eyed a gathering of them off to the side, their sheer ice-blue forms shimmering with the slow breeze ...
Whispers on Distant Winds
By KnightHoneybee ・ 0 ・ 0
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Bats!!! And a ghost!!
By GhostlyOry ・ 0 ・ 0
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jinkies!
By felinequine ・ 5 ・ 0
Literature
Nocturnalia hadn't had her Level Two certification from the Courser Guild for longer than a day before she was already diving into the next dungeon, starting the cycle all over again. Sure, she could finally freely explore the Furnace on her own, without the oppressive presence of Terrence looming nearby, but when she’d realized that there was now more available to her beyond it, she’d found herself craving the new unknown instead. The Moor of Sleep found her in a similar ...
Echoes || Noct
By Snowbird ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
Hysteria stared blankly at the sight before him. Various scattered bones weren't uncommon sight at this level, though these specific ones seemed unusual to the young Courser. It's not like you could tell at first sight, no, but there seemed almost a purpose to the placement. Human skeleton... With humans, hysteria was familiar, they were strange creatures that once roamed the earth alongside his kind. Or at least that's what he thought. Nobody could be sure anymo...
Those lost to time
By ruffka ・ 0 ・ 0
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What’s that in the water ways?
By GhostlyOry ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
"I still can't believe you're here," Spuds exclaimed, staring at the sooty bay at his side. Malone was herculean in a way, with a thick build of fat and muscle with a robust structure beneath it. He stood at a height perhaps too tall for a Courser, but with the bay's low-head carriage, it didn't always show. Where Spuds' hooves were arguably delicate and small, Malone left footprints that the tobiano could fit both forehooves in and still have some space. The saddlebags strapped about his che...
[SH] galatea
By spoopi ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
Urraca wouldn't be fooled into venturing outside during the Harvest Moon. Color her skeptical, perhaps even paranoid, but she'd experienced enough in the dungeons to know when the air felt off... And she wanted no part of it now. Crimson beams of moonlight cascaded from the sky, painting the entire kingdom in a swath of blood. It unsettled her to her core and left her feeling frazzled and jumpy. Urraca drew all the curtains in her quaint home. The woven cotton did little to halt the ee...
[SH] its not safe here
By spoopi ・ 0 ・ 0
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Harvest Moon Hiding
By SaltwaterStier ・ 2 ・ 0
Literature
"Come along!" Milda called brightly, following the press and push of Sabrina's paws in her back, the cavedweller stepped out onto the gently swaying bridge without a care in the world. She couldn't, of course, actually see just how long the bridge ahead of her stretched, nor how the cables and planks seemed to have seen better days. She sniffed the air, the whiskered end of her muzzle twitching, morphing the soft spots that dotted her hide into strange, more i...
pilgrimage
By Inki ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
“Oh now, none of that,” the grin said in its rustling-leaves voice. Aithne was motionless, frozen in place, unable to react or respond. Terror replaced the adrenaline and excitement she had had just moments ago. The grin stopped being a grin, turning down into a frown. “Come, little Courser. You need not fear me. You are not my purpose on this night.” Aithne thawed slightly, the loot from the dungeon still hanging from the bags on her neck. “You may be of some assistance to m...
Rage and Oblivion
By FieryBlood ・ 0 ・ 0