Original Fiction - A Fairy Tale: Black Aghy (Tara Grímravn)

Take heed, children, and be mindful of your ma and fa lest you be lost like so many before you. Scoff if you will, you little skelpie-limmer, but there’s strange and terrifying creatures afoot in this wide world of our’n. In fact, it wasn’t so long ago that such a terrible thing happened at the edge of our own Umgol Forest, deep and dense. ‘Twas three young brothers—Joreth the eldest, Jochen the youngest, and Jofrey in the middle between the two—that lived along the tree line in a small cottage..

Original Fiction - Maidenfall (Tara Grímravn)

Who’s the girl, then?  Come now…It must be someone here in Eskivik sent you trekking all the way up that mountain to Maidenfall. The lovely Vigdis, maybe?  Or dark-haired Ragnhild?  You’ve fancied her ever since I can remember. Ah, the peddler’s daughter, is it? Esja’s her name, right?  Aye, a pretty one, that.  I can see how she stole your heart.  By the look of you, I’m guessing you feel your tribute to Itaia was successful then? You’ll find out soon enough, I’m sure—she usually comes ‘round t

Original Fiction - The Naera (Tara Grímravn)

‘Tis a fine house, lad, to be sure, and well built. And ’tis sure I am that you and young Maglyn will be more than happy here till the end of your days. But I’ve said it afore and I’ll say it again—I wish I knew what possessed you to build so close to the cairn of Draugs Teigh and so far from me and your ma. Now, calm yourself, lad! Calm yourself! I meant no harm! But you are my son and I am your father. You can’t blame your old da for worrying now, can ye? You know as well as I the stories about...