Lore

The stories we tell are rich with the combined imagination of all shire members. What story do you have to tell?

An Empty Grave: Part 2

“Sometimes,” he said, looking into his nephew’s eyes, “people cry because they’re hurt. Other times, it’s because someone or something they love isn’t there anymore, and they miss them very much. Or,” he paused, thinking, “there are people out there who are just sad sometimes. They’ve had to live through things that have made them sad, even though they might not know why, and they can’t help but cry.” he smiled sadly, though reassuringly at Lysander. “They aren’t bad or scary at all. Maybe they just need someone to give them a hug, and tell them they love them.”

An Empty Grave: Part 1

Lorcan was in a thunderous mood. Due to his nightmares, he had hardly slept at all the last few nights, and sleep deprivation was taking a definite toll on him. He was almost to the point where he could see and hear things that weren’t there. In fact, he wasn’t entirely sure he wasn’t. His … Read More

Entwined Fate Part 9

Veron jutted awake, he was on the floor on his back. He looked around, the room was rather bright and took a moment to adjust his vision. As he stood and brushed off the strange dust, he noticed there wasn’t a nagging in the back of his mind and Haute had not revealed himself. “You’ve … Read More

Gathering Clouds

Another muffled caw came through the window, “Lorcan MacBroin, you open your window! I’ll bring Valkyries next time if you don’t!”

Growing Weary

The air was cold and getting colder with each passing day. Winter would soon be upon Terrasylvae and the now dull colors of Autumn would be replaced by a stark white. Things were settling in and it wouldn’t be long before these vibrant halls of nature would slumber for a time.

Feather Brained

Shay was almost certain she could hear chickens in her kitchen, but that was totally absurd.

Trivial Tales 2

Those were Kane’s apples, the prized apples of Woodland, the golden apples of the Hesperides. Kane threatened death to those that took even a single apple without permission, and somehow, he had an entire box of them.

Hiraeth Beckons: Part 1

It’s pronounced “here-eyeth” (roll the “r”) and it’s a Welsh word. To some, it implies the meaning of missing a time, an era, or a person. It is associated with the bittersweet memory of missing something or someone, while being grateful that thing existed.