Creatures meeting in a fantasy Aak fictionspawn

Crystal Clear

… It had no legs, and the arms seemed to be hidden under its cloth.  Its face was old, diffuse, like it wasn’t really there. Mock was wondering if it could be eaten, but had a feeling it couldn’t even be killed. Not with his spear, at least.

-Do you know the way out?

The figure seemed to be looking straight through him, like if he wasn’t there.

“The tunnels are all like tar and resin,

Like sailors’ knots and the spider’s spin

The exit is found at the stop of the top

A stone is tossed when gravity’s lost”

It disappeared in thin air, just as it had arrived…

A monster comes out from a book Aak fictionspawn

Deeper Knowledge

…One day, deep in the darkest parts of the old library, he found a book. The words pierced his soul like a summer breeze, like soothing honey, like bare feet in warm sea water.

He sunk into a world he had never known, he swam through knowledge and wisdom. He went deeper, touching the truth beyond it all. He knew there would be light in the end of the tunnel.

Two eyes stared at him…

Bandits attacking a wagon. Aak fictionspawn

Social Bandits

The goliphant suddenly stopped. What’s wrong you stupid animal, the driver said. He whipped it hard on its back. Keep moving! 

It moved a couple of steps more, and stopped again. A big trunk was lying blocking the road. What the… The driver silenced. A man came out from the bushes, another out from the leaves of the tree. 

Ronad got on his feet, got his sword up from the ground. He stumbled a bit, took another zip of the strong liquor he had in his flask. Leave dis to mee… He mumbled, and went half running down the hill.

The driver lifted his hands. Please! Please don’t…. (more)

A man riding through a nightmare Aak fictionspawn

Ride

Trapped in shadows

Haunted by wilt

He whispers in vain

a scream

Horrors of the future

Fears of what’s done

Judgements

of the unknown

Longing for truce

nowhere to hide

The sinister wraiths

they are him

This illustration is based on a pencil sketch I made as far back as…

Swift planes in a giant cave. Aak fictionspawn

Hunters

He was waiting for his father. His Dad. One of the hunters.

The swift machines came gliding through the big opening they called the Gape.

One day he would be a hunter himself, he thought. One day, when he was proven worthy.

Another machine came by, yet another could be seen in the sky.

The little planes came through, in from the world outside, the Vast. One by one they flew by. His father was not among them.

The sun went down…

An arthropod monster attacks a city. Aak fictionpawn

Natural Enemy

-It’s coming this way! Jerome the bell-ringer was shouting, almost screaming, his heart beating wildly. -Please, God! Help us!

Father Juan was staring towards the horizon. They had heard the rumours. A monster. Centipede body, mantis eyes. Big as a mountain. Destroying villages, castles and cities along its way.

-Only one thing can save us now… Come, follow me!

Jerome hurried after the priest as he ran down the stairs of the clock tower. They entered the door to the private chambers. A staircase went deep down underneath the cathedral cellars, a staircase Jerome never knew existed. At the end of a long corridor rusty hinges shrieked as the priest pulled an old door open.

The room was dark and humid, smelled of rot and dirt. The light from the fire torch fell on a small crystal box in a corner. The book inside was old, very old. It had strange marks on it, runes and symbols. Unholy…