K.B. Silver
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K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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CH~8 Arena Bound
Francine was surprised to find everyone milling about and eating in the kitchen, not the dining room. No one turned to look; Azure acknowledged her, waving her over behind her back. A tall man with thick black hair, sparkling green eyes, and a relaxed countenance wearing a Military uniform stood with Azure. Cinnamon eyed him while Cleo eyed the plate of sandwiches he was lazily guarding.
By K.B. Silver Exclusive • 3 months ago
Werewolves Can't be Soldiers. Top Story - October 2025.
Few on Fractallus kept a calendar of the black moon, Lefeya’s, movements—few beyond the sailors and fishermen who relied on knowledge of its tidal effects. Sailors kept a calendar of Khito —the green moon — as well. Kalbass only kept a Lafayan calendar, and he lived in the middle of the Tranquil Forest. It hung on the wall in the small but cozy cabin he had inhabited since that fateful day he and his family were mauled on the road from Paviel to Tranquilis. If he were to really think about it, which he never did, he might have come upon the cabin a few days in.
By K.B. Silver 4 months ago in Fiction
Melusians and Eidruian Lions
Name: Melusian Physical Characteristics: Two multi-finned tails, gills and lungs that allow breathing under water and on land. Melusians come in every color of sand and shell from powdery white, rusty red, to volcanic black, with hair in every color found under the sea. Their skin is thick and rubbery, and their eyes have slit pupils, some of the few tells when their fins have been converted to legs.
By K.B. Silver Exclusive • 4 months ago
CH7~ Answers or Orders
Francine was running through the halls of her family’s Shadowmirre villa, arms pumping at her sides, sweat pouring from her brow. Dancing shadows closed in from every side. Her father’s voice was incomprehensible and muted, yet echoing through the halls behind her. The magnificent painting of her mother, Emaline, at the end of a never-ending hall.
By K.B. Silver Exclusive • 4 months ago
