LASH
I write worlds that were never meant to exist. Stories born from grief, light, and the weight of things unnamed.
My name is Lash. I write dark fantasy and epic fiction, stories that live in the space between myth and memory. I've always believed that the most powerful tales are the ones that were never supposed to be told.
Five ways into the world
Short Stories Library Shorter tales, gathered by the age of the world they belong to.
Full Stories The Great Sagas The long tellings. Whole lives and whole wars, followed through the peoples who carry them.
Historical Chronicle Codex The chronicle. Titans, mortals, realms, and relics, recorded age by age.
Image Gallery Hall of Memories Faces and places of the world, kept somewhere they can still be looked at.
Personality Quiz Trial of Character A set of questions, and the figure of the age your nature answers to.
Utilities The Workshop Newly written
A gift arrives from the north. A scout dies of a cold that should not exist. Beneath the mountain, something finishes sleeping.
№ 002 · The Foundation Age The Serpent Wars Aeralyn of the Elu finds the swamp altered, not broken, shifted, as though one cog in a vast mechanism had been turned.
№ 001 · The Foundation Age The Spear That Was Not Meant to Exist Adamas walks alone into a clearing chosen for memory, carrying the Sword of Light and a spear forged from his brother’s soul.