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Dark fantasy, folk horror and strange fiction. Tales from the Woldwood. Edvane Stories. The Shivering Vale — novel forthcoming. edvane.world
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“You invited it. You held heat where it should have died. You taught steel to keep the fire.” #TalesfromtheWoldwood by #Edvane - a new story 'An Infernal Heat' on Tuesday 23 June at 7PM UK Time
'Draegels Settled Account' now on Substack and YouTube jbedvane.substack.com/p/draegels-s... #DarkFantasy #FantasyLore
#vss365 He had stitched robes for wizards and skins for things that wished to pass as men. So when a man paid him to #undo a coat’s seam, he knew to lock the door. The last thread snapped. The terror unfolded, huge and smiling. “Good,” it said. “Now make me look like you, tailor.” #DarkFantasy
#vss365 The brownie was wont to #putter. Mending stools, sweeping ash and souring the ale of men who forgot his saucer of cream. The landlord praised himself for the clean hearth, and the brownie smiled. The next day, the brownie was gone, and so was the tavern-keeper’s skin #Edvane #DarkFantasy
#vss365 The executioner gave me a strip of rune-embossed leather. “ #Clench your teeth on this before the axe falls. It helps.” he said. So I bit down. The blade struck, and my head dropped into the basket. Then the runes woke me, and my spirit climbed down from the scaffold. #Edvane #DarkFantasy
#vss365 Zalvethar paid the crooked fae to poison one run of Forest Spice. “Every bottle goes to your enemy’s feast,” she lied. That night, he raised a glass to the fool’s death and praised his apprentice for finding such excellent wine. The fae had sold the whole #batch. ”#Edvane #DarkFantasy
Dark fantasy worldbuilding works best when place has a price. This piece looks at what The Farewell Chamber reveals about purpose, memory and consequence, and how to make a fantasy setting feel old, cruel and real. edvane.world/dark-hearth-...
“Lenth’s better brothels did not proclaim themselves. They hid behind respectable facades and offered wine before anything else.” #TalesfromtheWoldwood by #Edvane Friday 19 June at 7PM UK Time #DarkFantasy #FantasyLore
#vss365 A bookbinder found a #novel with no author, no title, and one blank page at the end. Each night, a fresh chapter appeared, describing his day with cruel perfection. He sold it to a collector for gold, and the final page filled itself at once. “Now he thinks he escaped.” #Edvane #DarkFantasy
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