MONTHLY PROMPT

Bush pawed at a fallen log, claws shredding up chunks of fine bark. Carefully, she brushed the debris into a small bag and pulled the drawstring taut. She’s almost done! From cuts, to sprains, and broken bones, just one more medicinal herb before she’d have all she needs to treat any injured Stelciars she comes across.  Tilting up her head, she tasted the chilly night air, the heavy dampness that seemed to weigh ...

In the dimly lit medical wing of the war outpost, Azazel sat down, reminiscing about how he first decided he’d volunteer his expertise against the war. His hands moved over a tray of surgical instruments, inspecting each one with the care of someone who knew the weight of every decision, every incision. He could hear the distant sounds of battle, the war against the voidlings still raging outside, but here, in this sterile chamber, it was his battlefield....

Azazel sat in a quiet corner of the medical wing of the war outpost, hands moving over the different medical instruments laid out before him. The constant ugly gloom of the war against the voidlings seemed to stretch endlessly before him. The rhythmic sound of clashing steel and the occasional howl of a void creature echoed in the distance, but here in the relative safety of the medical wing, it was eerily still. He r...

During the last phase of the Solar eclipse period, the dark black sky is surrounded by thick toxic smoke around the area, and light is dim and hopeless, like the bottom of the abyss. Those who go in will not be returning, but not for stelciar are fighting the enormous naga void for their friends and future while phosray takes care of their baby and supports them from behind. Currently, the void has a significant impact despite appearing powerless at first. So this is good timing for stel to...

Tsubasa led the small group of Phosrays through the dense forest, his eyes scanning the shadows between the trees. The group of phosrays huddled close, some of them shaking with fear as they moved through the underbrush. Behind them, there were the sounds of war. The clash of steel, the cries of battle, all a distant roar in the background. Tsubasa’s heart ached, knowing his fellow Stelciars were locked in combat against the void creatures, but his duty was he...

Kurochi had been tossing and turning around in bed but he just couldn't fall asleep. As exhausted as he was, bones and muscles tired from the eventful day and all he wanted was the sweet siren call of restful sleep to rejunivate his body, it just didn't happen. His head was way too full, racing with thoughts, scenes from the day replaying in his head. Situations kept flashing up and Kurochi was thinking about what luck he had in missing a swipe or how he should have done something different. ...

She had to do something, anything, to help. Azurite was a young stelciar and wasn’t yet ready to leap into battle with her brethren, but she ached to know that the others were out doing their best and she wasn’t with them. She paced around, anxious, unsure what she could do when there were other stels so much more powerful - and braver - than she was feeling right now.  ...