Where would fantasy be without mystical creatures and fearsome monsters?
Even though the average logical adult dismisses them as unrealistic, there was a time people swore they exist.
And sure, we’ve all heard about dragons and unicorns and sparkling vampires, but what about the creatures that people use to talk about that for some reason never made it to this century. They deserve some credit too, right?
If you agree, then here are five interesting fantasy creatures you probably never heard of.
The Parandrus grew to the size of an ox, had the head of a stag, the branching horns of an ibex, the shaggy coat of a bear, and the legs of a deer.
Originating in Ethiopia, this creature was admired for its ability to adapt to every challenge. Like […]
I love the Gotrek and Felix series so I’m always willing to read anything he writes.
I’ve been reading about the Kormak series on his website for a while now, but with an extensive library of books on my kindle that I’ve never read, and a long to-read list on Goodreads, I’ve always been reluctant to purchase it.
Why buy something now if I don’t intend to read it yet, right?
But when I found out that the 1st book of the Kormak series, Stealer of Flesh, was free on Amazon, naturally I jumped right on it.
Because he’s my favorite author, and because it was free, I moved it up on my to-read list (free has powerful effects) and finally got around to reading it.
I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve sat to write at home and ended up with nothing.
I get to my chair or couch, crack my knuckles and put fingers to keyboard, only to end up watching television and falling asleep.
Then I wake up about 1 in the morning, curse when I remember I have to work the next day, run to the bedroom so fast that I almost trip over the couch, then wake up the next morning feeling guilty about not writing anything.
I usually promise myself I’ll get some writing done when I get back home, only to repeat the same process all over again, tripping over couch and all.
Now this wouldn’t be a problem if I could wake up 6am, all refreshed and ready to hit the day, and start writing.
You’ve got an amazing concept to explain or an awesome fiction story to tell.
So you start writing down the details. The words are flowing great, and the sentences are pouring out.
You feel as though you know exactly what you’re talking about. After all, you’ve thought about it so much that you’ve pretty much lived it.
And you know that when you’re finish and it’s ready to be shared with the world, everyone will love it.
Then suddenly, you hit an “unsure fact” obstacle. Your fingers skid across the keys. That inspirational tune playing in your mind comes to a scratching halt. It’s like slamming your F1 car straight into a wall.
Now you’re unsure about that last sentence you just typed because you just don’t know if it’s possible.