Artober is a technically a yearly drawing challenge, but considering how much I enjoy making October a living hell, I also began writing pieces to accompany the art. The majority of writing is based off of my work in progress series Tales From Aedria, specifically about Merrin and Zane.
Most pieces take part in Book 2 or later, as I am writing Book 1 for my Master’s Degree and can’t submit work previously published.
Alley
The Drunken Mercenary was far busier than it had been in years. Every table was full, the bar so packed that Merrin had to shoulder his way through just to get a drink. Moving through the crowd itself was a task that was only easy because of his height. People had a tendency to move…
Wings
Wet sand clung to Merrin’s feet as he paced up the beach, the tide was finally on its way out and he could enjoy the solitude of the waves without slicing his feet on the untumbled pebbles lining the beach. He’d been watching the water gradually retreat from his window, the water eating away at…
Severed
Ryth’s ethereal form lounged against the stained glass windows. He fidgeted with the golden rings on his fingers, humming a tune that only Merrin could hear. It was an eeries melody, disjointed notes that had to have been deliberate. After all, Merrin had heard Ryth sing before–an old form of a nursery rhyme that Merrin’s…
Carve
‘I can’t fucking do it,’ Merrin hissed out as his hand trembled over Zane’s bared chest. There was something to be said about the irony of it all, Merrin was so used to the blood and gore that it didn’t even phase him any more. He could look upon a corpse without even a hint…
Letter
Moonlight shone through the towering windows of the library, the small nook Ryth had made from himself hidden between the maze of shelves of the southern tower. There was no view on this side, other than the mass expanse of the starry sky above the snow-dusted glaciers drifting out to the endless ocean. A frozen…
Forgotten
The boarded up windows of the library should have served as a warning to Merrin, but Zane had been so desperate to get in that he was willing to look past whatever atrocities may have been hiding within. It wasn’t uncommon for Zane to ask Merrin to ‘procure’ certain things for him; there was always…
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