Short Stories

	The Grey Draik and the Kadoatie It was the Twelfth Day of the Month of Eating, and King Skarl had finally laughed. Collab with oi_tio_to_na_globo & crankylovebird by tylerhuyser
	Let Your Heir Down Tall, regal, and with an air of confidence, the newly appointed Lord of the Darigan Citadel carried himself with poise as he swiftly made his way across the gravel path. by mushroom_me
	A Quiet Customer Although Happy Valley never saw a true summer’s day, with picnics, water fights and sandcastle competitions, the long hours of daylight meant the air still held a warmth through the night. by kadface
	Dear Baelia (Please Respond) Dear Baelia, I’m so, so sorry about what happened to you. by cookybananas324
	Visage Callista stared at her reflection in the mirror... by precious_katuch14

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"Visage" by precious_katuch14
Callista stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her wide eyes were scarlet with green irises. When her jaw dropped, it revealed sharp, pointed teeth that were neither sharp nor pointed before. Her fur had become a deep shade of purple, yet somehow her auburn hair had been untouched. As if to be sure, the Aisha reached up to twirl a lock of it around her trembling fingers – which had suddenly grown what she could only call claws. Her face twisted from shock to disbelief after she touched it over and over, feeling it with her hands, before her knees gave way beneath her and she dropped to the floor, still gazing at the other Aisha in the glass. Then her shoulders shuddered as she gave way to profuse, broken sobbing. “Callista? Callista!” She looked up when she heard her name; it had been called by an Aisha who resembled her, albeit with softer features and red eyes hidden behind glasses. Briefly, she noticed the already dissipating tendrils of emerald light from his profile. “F-Father! What’s happening?” she wailed as the other Aisha knelt beside her, cupping her chin in gentle hands and brushing her hair away from her face. “I…my face…your face…” “The Orb has been stolen,” whispered Sergeant Major Crandall into her ear as he slowly scrubbed a tear away from her left eye. He whispered spell words under his breath, and green fire blazed anew on his fingers.

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