Amanda Starks
Bio
Epic fantasy writer, poet, and hopefully soon-to-be novelist who wants to create safe spaces to talk about mental health. Magic, swords, and monsters abound!
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Queens of Sorrow & Shadow
The river ran backwards on the day the Queen vanished. The dawn sky tore asunder, revealing violet lightning piercing through a gathering dark. The light of dawn was snuffed out by spiraling clouds, and the land around the city of Allure quaked and shook with a violence that toppled brick towers and crumbled tavern walls. Parts of the city that used to be upriver now became victims of a hundred year flood in the wake of the waterway's sudden reversal, carrying away people, houses and livestock.
By Amanda Starksabout a year ago in Fiction
The Shadow in the Hall. Top Story - October 2024.
I see you pacing the halls, meandering among the living dead as they are wheeled into these rooms of 'healing'; are you here to save us or condemn us? Within these white walls you hear us moan and scream, wail and cry. Is our lament your fuel - your life?
By Amanda Starksabout a year ago in Fiction
Eclipse
your radiance gone haloed in a silver flame - beauty in the dark
By Amanda Starksabout a year ago in Poets
Comet
sparkling star dust falls following the curvature of an earthly vow
By Amanda Starksabout a year ago in Poets
Death has Left the Building
There was only one rule: don't open the door. That rule was bullshit. He'd been standing out here for centuries ( not an exaggeration ) and nothing had ever alerted him to danger emanating from the plain wooden door, not even when others had come out of the door ( seriously, random people just walked out of this thing ) draped in cloaks of white.
By Amanda Starksabout a year ago in Horror
The Goddess
She was the dust and the storm and the wind and the waves. She was the space between the pillars of existence, holding up the world on her shoulders while standing on the burning fires of the immortal realms. She was the invisible expanse of the sky and the solid reality of the earth.
By Amanda Starksabout a year ago in Fiction
Seed of Glass
I knew you were different from the moment my eyes of flame met your eyes of glass. They reminded me of the chimes at the market. The way their multicolored surfaces caught and refracted the light would bring such joy to even my most mundane of days.
By Amanda StarksExclusive • about a year ago
