Hive

Posts

drakenygma (15)in #freewriters • 20 days ago
A Study In Misplaced Valour
An Address from Oswald Knight, The Gentleman Penguin “There is a quiet, underrated pleasure in watching a man arrive late to his own story. It has a theatrical charm to it —…
$0.00
3 0
drakenygma (15)in #writingclub • 21 days ago
The Crown In The Wrong Hands
A single room. Walls bare, wet with stormlight. Floor of old stone. At the centre stands a shallow basin carved from marble — cracked as if struck by lightning long…
$0.00
2 0
drakenygma (15)in #writingclub • 24 days ago
We Do Not React. We Conclude
When August Knight first stepped off the plane into America, he didn’t feel like a young man entering a new life. He felt like a variable dropped into an equation already in…
$0.00
1 0
drakenygma (15)in #writingclub • 25 days ago
Frostbitten Legacy: Chapter Three – The Faerie’s Bargain
The conservatory glows with moonlight filtering through glass panes. Exotic flowers bloom even in winter — enchanted by soft blue fireflies hovering above them. Oswald stands at…
$0.00
5 0
drakenygma (15)in #writingclub • 28 days ago
What Walks Out Is Not August Knight.
It is quiet here. Quieter than the world outside.Quieter than the arenas. Quieter than August Knight’s breath when he is afraid to let me surface. "You want to know…
$0.00
7 0
drakenygma (15)in #writingclub • last month
Empires End: Even Gods Remember Their First Wound
[INTERIOR – DOLLIA’S HOME – NIGHT] The storm curls outside Dollia’s home, low thunder pulsing against the windows like something hungry begging to be let in. Inside…
$0.00
1 0
drakenygma (15)in #scholarandscribe • 4 months ago
It Ends In Blood
August sat in the dim glow of his apartment, the faint hum of his computers filling the silence. The video file had appeared without warning, sent anonymously—or perhaps…
$0.00
3 0
drakenygma (15)in #ultimatewrestling • 4 months ago
Frostbitten Gambit: Chapter Two: The Gentleman Emerges
Night drapes itself over the skyline like black silk. From a rooftop high above the streetlights, Oswald Knight stands alone, one hand resting on the polished curve of his…
$0.00
1 0
drakenygma (15)in #esports • 4 months ago
You Angered the Wrong Infant God
Our eyes open inside a desolate chamber with ominous stone walls, flickering torches and a single throne carved from obsidian. A thick silence presses against the frame. Another…
$0.00
2 0
drakenygma (15)in #writingclub • 4 months ago
The Icebound Ascension: Chapter One: Shadows On The Rooftop
A wintry chill lingers in the air, the temperature dropping to sub zero as had become routine of late. Mocking amused laughter broke into the air, the sound echoing off of the…
$0.00
1 0
drakenygma (15)in #freewriters • 7 months ago
Muscle Memory
The lab was always quiet this time of night. A stillness most people feared — not because of what might happen, but because of what wouldn't. August Knight had once found comfort…
$0.00
3 1
drakenygma (15)in #wrestling • 7 months ago
The Sphinx: His Eyes Are Older Than Language, and He Studies Us to End Us Better
The Sphinx stood at the center of the ruined city, its towering figure cloaked in shifting shadows, an otherworldly presence that bent the very fabric of reality. It was a…
$0.00
0 0
drakenygma (15)in #fantasy • 8 months ago
Divine Heir, Mortal Mind
The air was stone-heavy. Ancient. It smelled of oil, incense, and slow rot — the kind that lingered in temples long since swallowed by sand and swallowed again by time. The…
$0.09
Past Payouts $0.09
- Author $0.04
- Curators $0.04
2 1
drakenygma (15)in #efed • 8 months ago
The Stillness Before The Bolt
A dimly lit warehouse near the Montréal docks, where fog creeps like vipers across the concrete. The camera pans slowly to reveal a man seated in a vintage leather armchair —…
$0.00
2 0
drakenygma (15)in #writingclub • 9 months ago
The Silence Between The Stars
An audio recording plays of Rupert Mudcocks conversation with the entity known as The Sphinx. Rupert Mudcock: Nygma… you’re going in first.Rupert Mudcock: I want AAPW’s very…
$0.10
Past Payouts $0.10
- Author $0.05
- Curators $0.05
5 0
drakenygma (15)in #wrestling • last year
Arctic Warfare
Part One: The Alliances We Make The temperature had dropped several degrees inside the well furnished club that Oswald Knight so often held court in. These last few weeks in…
$0.11
Past Payouts $0.11
- Author $0.06
- Curators $0.06
6 0
drakenygma (15)in #scholarandscribe • last year
Darkness Without Bounds
A Drake Nygma Cinematic Production Part One: Darkness Without Bounds A wicked grin twisted itself upon the lips of The Sphinx, his features had turned inhuman. Gone was…
$0.10
Past Payouts $0.10
- Author $0.05
- Curators $0.05
6 0
drakenygma (15)in #woo • last year
Dreamland
The eyes of Oswald Knight were partially open, his mind quieted of all criminal plans, of all underworld dealings for the moment, for in this moment in the hours after sleep, his…
$0.09
Past Payouts $0.09
- Author $0.04
- Curators $0.04
18 0
drakenygma (15)in #wrestling • last year
Our Territory, Our Domain
A Drake Nygma Cinematic Production. Part One: Delivering a warning The Sphinx’s eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze like a predator studying prey. He remained silent…
$0.00
2 0
drakenygma (15)in #fiction • last year
Preparation Is Key.
An August Knight Cinematic Production. Part one: Introduction Fluorescent lights glimmered, the illumination providing a glimpse of a young man clothed in a lab coat…
$0.00
5 0