-You know my eyes are not what they used to. The old man twisted his neck back as far as his worn back would permit. – What is it?
-The dragon’s! They’re back!
-Oh, my…It’s been so long. Hopefully they’re back to stay this time.
The faun jumped up the walls of the castle side, ran up from stone to stone where no man could ever walk.
She straightened her back, took a deep breath of fresh air. Underneath people were gathering, all looking up to see the dragons circling the skies. Wherever they had been, they were back now.
The song was a song of welcome, a song to let them know they had been missed. Her voice, soft and powerful floated over the castle, over the town, out beyond the fields and forests. People came out of their houses, dropped what ever they carried, stopped what they were doing. Everyone looked up at the sky and listened.
He was changed. Huge tentacles came out of his back, waving in the air. His eyes were distant, blank, like a dead man, but he breathed.
On narrow paths and long roads their journey went. People stared as they walked by, astonished, surprised. Terrified.
An omen. New times had come.
In the darkness at night Mandlos and Pendlor heard their god murmur, whisper and speak in strange tongues. He never addressed them, never gave them the honour of their attention. He just was there, existing somewhere else.
One day he finally spoke.
I need a sacrifice.
The two men, his two most loyal servants looked at each other.
-We’re not worthy! Mandlos threw himself to the ground before him.
-What ever you desire, we will get it for you, oh Lord of Dark and Light, our saviour, our destruction.
I want blood, the creature said. Its eyes were flashing, its tentacles waving. What had once been a man was now a monster, a creature of darkness. But he was still their king… (more)
-The traffic’s stuck… damn, as if the weekend wasn’t short enough as it is.
-And here in the middle of the tunnel… Now what?
-I guess we’re just going to have to wait. It has to loosen up sooner or later… Wait, why are people running back here?
-Do you think there’s been an accident?
-I’ll go have a look.
Jake walked on down the tunnel. People were running the opposite way.
-What’s happening? Why are you…
-Run! There’s a monster!
-Run for your life!
-A monster… Ha! That’s just silly. I guess I’ll have to go check it out myself.
The end of the tunnel was far ahead. He kept walking until he could see the bridge outside.
The traffic was jammed, all right. Several big trucks were blocking the way, but there was something else in front of them, like some kind of wall. He couldn’t really see what it was from here, but it looked like a huge rock. There was no one running any more. All the cars were abounded.
He reached the opening. His eyes followed the rock up towards the tall top. A giant face was staring down at him, watching him from high above. Jake swallowed. There was a giant monster sitting on the highway. There was no way no one would ever get past like this.
There goes my vacation. This can’t be happening.
Jake swallowed, forced his hands to stop shaking… (more)
Dirk had been sitting in the jar for days. He was hungry and thirsty, and there was no one around. He had no idea where he was or how he had gotten there. The last thing he remembered was eating some strawberries in the forest. Then he had gotten sleepy.
The door opened. A giant figure came in, long and thin, dark and grey. It looked at him and smiled an evil grin. This monster did not have good intentions.
Dirk got up on his feet. Maybe, if he was lucky, he could find some way to escape this horror, some moment when his keeper would look the other way. If he could only get out of the jar, he could make a run for it.
His abductor looked around the room. He found a test tube, poured some transparent liquid into it. He searched some more, swearing in some strange language. Lifting books, moving glasses and bottles.
He found what he was looking for, a little bottle. Opened it, poured it into the tube. Smoke emerged. The test tube changed colour.
The chemist laughed. He took a deep smell of the smoke coming up. Dirk could see a flash of madness in his eyes, a triumph he didn’t like at all… (more)
Darkness. Blood so fresh, burning flesh. A shadow in front of the fire. Evil, Monstrous. Death.
Tears pressed behind Dalk’s eyes. The madness was threatening to take over.
The shadow moved. Fast. Dalk charged an attack into the darkness. It was there, over him. Claws sunk into his face, his chest. Searching for his heart. His mind. He felt himself fade. His life essence diminish. His sanity disappear
The shadow moved. Fast. Charged an attack. It blended into the darkness. It was there, over him. Claws sunk into his face, his chest. Searching for his heart. He felt his mind fade. His life essence diminish. His sanity disappear… (more)