Forgotten Songs Fantasy

Category: 1 Minute Stories

1 Minute Stories are ultra short stories from Forgotten Songs that reads in no more than 1 minute.

  • Burn the World

    v.1.1.0

    ‘Ascan! As our Order’s Fire Hand, you should know better than to keep bringing this up!’

    ‘But Jeorn-’

    ‘Excuse me?’

    ‘Grand Protector Jeorn,’ the Fire Hand was on thin ice as the insistence on ranks left nothing to interpretation. ‘Their popularity is growing, if you would at least be open to recruitment-’

    ‘I must not be making myself clear about these Teachings of the Five Pillars…’

    ‘I’ve already discussed it with two of our Lily Generals, and-’

    ‘POLITELY CONSIDER OUR VOWS, FIRE HAND! The Knights of the Lily are sworn to protect The Equilibrium from The Ash or The Flood. Dismissed!’

    The Grand Protector turned to his table for a final showing that they were indeed done.

    ‘Then I truly am sorry, Sire,’ Fire Hand Ascan calmly said while unsheathing his sword, lighting it ablaze with a single swift motion of his glove. ‘But don’t worry. When the time is right…’

    A sharp sting went through The Grand Protector’s chest and his face warmed from the flames of the blade sticking out.

    ‘…The Ash will cleanse this world, and the worthy will remain.’

  • First Book of Dwarves: Giants Awaken

    v.1.1.1

    Rumblings could be heard from deep beneath and suddenly a great, big crack shook the earth and a Giant arose in a spectacle of fire and dust. And it kept rising ever upward.

    ‘It is going for the suns!’ one of the First proclaimed. And they were right, for the Giant had seen the suns and felt their life-giving warmth and wanted it all for itself.

    ‘But what will halt it?’

    ‘We will,’ another First Dwarf said, and so they took their mighty hammers and bashed the Giant’s side so hard that it split open and the warriors carved their way into the very heart of the beast which paused its rise for the suns.

    However, our ancestors noticed that the Giant’s ascend didn’t stop completely and so it was deemed to be sleeping.

    ‘But what if there are other Giants out there?’ a wise one worried.

    ‘Then we will do what we must and what we have done here!’

    And so it was that the First of the Dwarves split up and seeked out more Giants to make sure that The Final Strife would never come to pass.

  • Girl of Fire

    v.1.1.0

    The little girl was playing with fire in front of the new toolshed. The flames were dancing to her singing although she wasn’t very musical. But when she looked to the stone farmhouse her smile turned curious, hiding her slightly crooked teeth away.

    Her mommy and daddy were hugging each other and talking to three old Dwarves with funny, blocky hats. The one with a big, bushy beard, and a staff that seemed to be burning, pointed directly at her. The little girl didn’t like that. 

    Then one of the other old Dwarves showed a beautiful, small chest of silver and gold. The little girl had never seen anything so shiny.

    ***

    Looking back over her shoulder was difficult when the old Dwarf with the burning staff held her hand and led her down the road. The little girl tried to remove some of her fiery red hair from her face, those strands that always eluded her braid, but it was of little use. She still didn’t know what was going on but she knew that she wanted her mommy and daddy.

    The little girl saw that none of the other old Dwarves with the strange hats held the beautiful, small chest anymore.

  • Equilibrium’s Fall

    v.1.1.0

    The wave came crashing down on the heavy armour-clad Templars, dousing their flaming swords and dragging the many unlucky ones into their silent, watery graves.

    The curly, black haired Equilibrium awaited the next line of fanatics to try and enter Fortheart via the Grand River Bridge. Water swirled around her left arm.

    ‘The North Gate has fallen!’ a bloodied soldier shouted. ‘They’re going for The Temple!’

    With fear in her eyes, The Equilibrium sprinted to the Temple of the Water Lillies.

    ***

    The jet of water crushed a Templar against one of the great columns.

    Her followers laid burned or dying in pools of blood but The Equilibrium forced herself onwards to the Scriptorium.

    Amidst the scattered books and toppled desks, she found her worst fear: the skewered corpses of three children, one barely the age of two, and the burned body of a man trying to protect them.

    The two Templars in the room only heard a scream and a snap of fingers, and they themselves burst into flames.