Kursed PrologueThere once was a kingdom, majestic in all of its glory. The kingdom was of man's rule. An oddity in the world it called home. For, at that time in history, the world was filled with magic and creatures that we call myth today. Dragons, ogres, giants, dwarves, and many other manners of sorts lived there. Back then, they didn't call it Earth. They called it Azon. The kingdom of man called itself Naria. It was a monarchial empire and it rested at the center of world, bordered by the only other civilizations, the Kingdom of the Dwarves to the south, the Empire of the Elves to the west, and the Clans of the Giants to the north. To the east there was a foul place, called the Land of Shadowed Sun, nicknamed the Eclipsed Realm, due to the fact that the sun's rays never graced its soil. Crops didn't grow, there were no rivers, and the local fauna was not that pleasant either. All of these factors made sure that no sane person would live there. Only outcasts, exiles, and the occasiona
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A short story by: drekian
She looked out across the forest and shivered. In front of her was a large, mossy rock; the same rock she had walked passed half an hour ago. She groaned and looked down at her feet as she tried not to worry. But she was lost, hungry and tired. And she was lost. The voices in her head kept telling her so.
She sighed and ran a hand across the rock, feeling its fuzzy green coat as she kicked at a rock on the ground. It skipped and skittered away from her, disappearing under some trees. Then she yelled about how unfair it was.
She could feel herself slipping; her grip on reality fading. She couldn't let it slide, because she knew what would happen when she did. She knew the others in her mind too well.
She sat down in the dry dirt under the rock, holding her head in her hands. She'd had to deal with them for ever. Yet, she was still afraid. She was always afraid of what would happen when they took over.