Ferryman Stories

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Zone & Tempest

by michaelmt1 on Apr 24, 2002
Fantasy

Julie had long ago crawled into a bottle and found it a very warming place to be. The only men in her life were Jim Beam and Johnny Walker. At twenty-four she thought that he whole life had ended. Twelve short months ago she was a superb athlete selected to represent her country in the pentathlon at the Olympic games. She had the looks and the brains that ma...

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The Lady of Dusk Swamp

by ursulatheslutwitch on Nov 19, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The swamp gave off a foul effluvium. Carter almost believed he could take his sword, reach out into the putrid air, and cut a slice of the noxious stench. The ferryman didn't seem to notice. Perhaps the funk of the swamp had grown familiar to its residents. Indeed, the pungent odor seemed to cling to everything and everyone. It seeped into clothes and crawle...

Field of Reeds Ch. 02

by Muuro on Jan 7, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

It was nearly impossible to count the days in Aaru; the sun never set, locking the realm into eternal twilight. Had it been days, weeks? He was on the verge of giving up entirely, as all his time was spent following and servicing the dark-skinned goddess that was now laying on a golden day bed facing the Nile, eyes closed and mouth open to receive another gr...

Solstices Obscurity "Dusk" Ch. 02

by Unrequited_Evil on Sep 16, 2017
First Time

All characters are over the age of 18. ***** "Sandious! Jabber-talking, slack-jawed, lemmings. The lot of you be silent!" I sling a stone across the short distance at the queued retches. Standing on the ebony pier into the murk that is the river Styx, the gathered crowd of regret-squalling, tear-burbling, religious-postulating souls finally goes silent,...

Solstices Obscurity "Dusk" Ch. 01

by Unrequited_Evil on Sep 16, 2017
Letters & Transcripts

"Oh, how ironically, fucking appropriate. I'm in Hell for sins of the flesh, and with my flesh I must record my sins. Delicious." ~snick of a knife to get blood for ink~ To begin with, introductions are in order. I am Viscount Reynold Alexander Volta Chanticleer, called "The Bastard" by most. And the very first thing you need to know about me is, most of...

The Long Road to Ruin Ch. 03

by Lady_Blackhawk on Sep 19, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Disclaimer: This fanfic is based off the Neverwinter Nights community module by the name of "A Dance with Rogues" created by Valine. I fell in love with this story and felt compelled to write something that compliments it. This story is rated Mature (NC-17) for explicit content and graphic violence. All characters except Shiloh, Bastian, Rhys, Nicca, Essex,...

Blood moon

by Bloodblossom on Aug 18, 2016
Fantasy

Hello their lost lonely soul. Who am i? Well im just the ferryman. I help lost souls figure out their next lives. *the ferry man clicks his tounge a few times* seems you died in a very sad way. Anyways time to figure out your new life. Tell me dear lost lonely soul, what race of species do you wanna be?What's next? Werewolf...

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Field of Reeds

by Muuro on Jan 6, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Adrian slowly descended the steps to the hole in the ground he'd discovered, every step slow and gentle. He stepped with purpose; beyond the illuminating beam of his flashlight, he could barely see a thing in the darkness beyond. It was like it swallowed the light, the world dropping off just a few feet in front of them. He could hardly believe what he'd f...

Tales from Ibn Punacious - Artaxus

by TJSkywind on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

A Tale from Skyra Ibn Punacious, originally from the western continent of Sabex, is a well known storyteller in many parts of the eastern continent of Anzac, from Northumbria to the Caloren States and to lands much further east. In recent years, his tales have taken on a new, fiercesome reputation, and only the brave of heart listen to a story's completion...

The Gentleman's Accomplice Ch. 06

by masque620 on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Where Sir Douglas begins to search for the killer of Susan and makes some progress. Sir Douglas strode down the corridor in a very thoughtful mood. He had been very impressed with Onna's handling of Chelsea's "introduction" to their very exclusive "Society". Chelsea had not seen him, but he had been in the rear of the crowd, observing the goings on. He had...