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
Shorter tales, gathered by the age of the world they belong to.
Full Stories The Great SagasThe long tellings. Whole lives and whole wars, followed through the peoples who carry them.
Historical Chronicle CodexThe chronicle. Titans, mortals, realms, and relics, recorded age by age.
Image Gallery Hall of MemoriesFaces and places of the world, kept somewhere they can still be looked at.
Personality Quiz Trial of CharacterA set of questions, and the figure of the age your nature answers to.
Utilities The WorkshopNewly 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 WarsAeralyn 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 ExistAdamas walks alone into a clearing chosen for memory, carrying the Sword of Light and a spear forged from his brother’s soul.