Welcome to Carreg Wynn
By Sharron Norton Honourable Mention – 2012 Creative Corners Contest – Stories We come over the crest of the hill and pull in through the wooden gates at the base. The chattering in the car slows down to a minimum … Continue reading
Four Tales of the Beasts
Winner – 2012 Creative Corners Contest – Stories From: The Book of Tall Faeries & Their Tales By: Star Spider With: Ben Badger The Spider, The Fly and The Bee “Greetings my friend,” said the Spider to the Fly. “Hello,” … Continue reading
Into Wolfholme By David Henry
Arcarin got lucky. Just as he entered Bulltongue County, a group of goblins advertising the Goblin Games in Caereg Wynn were shocked to hear that Arcarin wouldn’t be able to participate in their games. They took him almost directly to … Continue reading
The Brooch By Carly Staton
It was sculpted by hand. Painted meticulously to cover the silver beneath – a precious metal the colour of the Sun Lion’s covetous Night Mistress. Layer by layer by layer of dark-as-shadow paint was smoothed over until the brooch shone. … Continue reading
Inner Demons By Kristen
In the light of day an unusual tent is raised temporarly on the out-skirts of Carregg Wynn. Towards it walks a hooded figure, stepping noisly and clumsly. The figure reaches the tent flap and steps inside, throwing the hood back … Continue reading
All Roads Lead to Careg Wynn by Jamie S.
The Ebony Claw had closed the roads again, with no word of how long. That and the miserable weather had sent many travelers to huddle in the warmth of the small frontier tavern. Every available seat was taken and those … Continue reading
This is my tale of my first visit to Carreg Wynn by Sharon Norton
Winner 2007 Creative Corners Contest – Story This is my tale of my first visit to Carreg Wynn. Of course I’m having someone else write this, I should learn me letters but right now? What’s the rush? My name is … Continue reading
AIMLESS ARROWS By Michelle Post
Sensing the increased coolness in the nights, Epiphany begins to realize that the seasons have begun to turn again and fall approaches. Fall reminds her that the hunters will soon be bringing in an abundance of meat in the hopes … Continue reading
In Her Wild Eyes By Chantal Boily
I was barely twelve years old when I first toured a compound. It was late summer, maybe early fall. We were guided by one of the guards from the camp, and our Headmaster. There were about a dozen of us … Continue reading
The Goblin Tunnel By Aaron Daiter
Winner 2006 Creative Corners Contest – Story Day 1 Hour 1 The last thing the two fauns saw were each other. They entered the cave just after noon looking for a human that happened to have been sold to the … Continue reading