Dark fantasy Stories

Chapter Eight: Blood Remembers October 1973 — Two Weeks After the Arras Incident Military Quarantine Zone, France The debriefing lasted seven hours. She told them everything: the descent, the chamber, the breathing earth, the thing that spoke in her father’s voice. They asked about her crew. She gave them names. They wanted remains. There were none. Just mud. Piles of it. Some of it still warm when the emergency team arri...

Prologue - The Fall Artanna stood quietly on a hill and watched the great tower of Tan Kolar fall. Around the collapsing structure, smoke and flames rose from the Night Lord’s palace. A battle raged outside the high walls of black stone as the tattered remnants of the Army of Night fought the forces of the Great Alliance. She knew that the Night Lord’s army, a horde of corpses and suits of empty armour animated by dark sp...