Ashen-Star-Eclipse

-Prologue- The Velacian Empire was in danger. The amount of Undead had been increasing throughout the empire, and there was no doubt that they were being raised for an army. The armies of the realm have been fighting, but new enemies just kept coming. Unless whoever was controlling the Undead was stopped, the capital, and the rest of the Empire, would perish. In Velacia City, a small group stood before the Queen.  "Undead don't raise themselves. You are the only heroes we have in this dark time. You've got to get to the bottom of this problem. If you fail, you'll be executed by whoever is left standing. If you succeed, you'll be richly rewa

There were spiders in the attic. Tulia hated spiders. The way they scuttled and lurched across the floor, quickly diving into the shadows before she had a chance to kill them made her shiver in fear. She knew they were there, watching her, waiting for just the right moment to show themselves and be rewarded with her high-pitched screams. She opened the door, letting the beam of her flashlight ghost over the stairs. Nothing but dust and cobwebs. Tulia took a step in, letting out a terrified squeak at the creak of the wood beneath her feet. The spiders were just waiting to attack her, she knew it. They had evil minds behind their many, beady

Tryst by Ashen-Star-Eclipse For some reason, this is not how I thought it would be. There is something about it that seems off. Tepid, unenthusiastic, I smile like I should. It doesn't reach my eyes, but he doesn't realize that. He never has. I think about the first time I met him, standing there with his umbrella. It reminds me of another meeting, so long ago now, in a snowy wood. A red scarf was wrapped around his neck. Red always was his favorite color. I’ve tried to go back, so many times. Even after Aslan said I could no longer return, I tried. I looked for ways in, ways back through time, when being a queen of Narnia meant some