FROSTFALL
- Genre: Dark Fantasy
- Type: Short Story
- Summary
- A town prepares to defend themselves against a dragon. They’ll soon find out overconfidence is a slow and insidious killer.
Excerpt
Rivercage froze for a second. No screams, no prayers heard… only a dying
synchronized breath of a town overconfidence falling into despair. Men and women, mothers… their children too. All tears of chilling fear realizing…
Ruin has come to our town.
We first heard it from the farthest townsfolk in the kingdom, fleeing in
flocks, with hope dragged between luggage and meager stock. Their grim
gaze was felt from the old road, echoing upending to come.
“A wyvern from the East, such a beast from the mountain, razing all settlement it sees. Take heed and leave, before its flightpath bring it here.”
But the pride of the Vindstshire wouldn’t falter in the face of unfounded rumors. If these fear mongering warnings were real, if the cowards from Durnlow spoke truth about the terrible force of this savage animal, we would prepare accordingly.
Information
This short story was selected over 90 entrances to be included on the 2nd Edition of the Latin American Horror Anthology open pen call.
Written originally in Spanish I translated the text to English. The text uses time elipsis, combined with rhyme and repetition to create a unreliable narrator that slowly shifts the tone of the story to loop back at the shocking beginning.
You can find the anthology book containing this story and others here:
THANKS FOR READING THIS STORY!
“Now all that remains is an ever-frozen pit… ice spires reaching into the sky.
An ode to failure.”
-The Survivor