Events

A Friend in the Snow * in the story indicates to scroll to the bottom of the story and understand the context of the name given “It’s too fucking cold…” “I know I know, but it’s worth it! Trust me.” “If only ther...

After yet another night of burning the midnight oil to look over what seemed like never-ending paperwork and research Yuki’s eyelids slowly began to droop. Time seemed to pass ever so slowly on nights like these when it appeared that she had reached a dead end in what she was looking for. “Is there anything else I can learn from studying you?” the buck quietly asked the potted plant sitting tauntingly on her des...

The cracking and groaning of the ice beneath the ship was the loudest sound for miles, a haunting melody carried by the frigid winds. Whitt clutched her cloak tighter around her shoulders, the biting cold seeping into her very bones. She was beginning to think she might go mad from the ceaseless creaks and groans that had followed them since entering the northern seas. Kiyo and Ayden were still near the bow staring out at the rocky island in the distance. It loo...

Ancient ruins and lost children ✦•······················•✦•······················•✦ “I’ve only seen ruins like these in historic scriptures and online, never in person– it’s quite remarkable,” a voice breathes quietly, and an outstretched hand goes to run over the old stone- fingertips gracefully tracing the grooves and crac...

The sound of their boots crunching the frozen snow was the only sound as the group moved along the winding path to the spirit tree. An oppressive silence hung in the air, pressing down like a physical weight. Mina glanced around nervously, her breath curling in the icy air. Where was everyone? At this time of year, pilgrims usually filled these paths, their laughter and songs harmonizing with the occasional prayer to the spirits. But now, not a single soul stirr...

Mina rubbed her hands together, her breath coming in quick, visible puffs as she tried to force some semblance of warmth back into her frozen fingers. The blizzard had ambushed them, turning their path into a merciless gauntlet of icy winds and suffocating snow. Each step through the thickening drifts was an act of defiance against the storm. The world around them had been reduced to a blur of white, the horizon erased by the snow's unrelenting barrage....