Fantasy Traveler Novels & Stories

“I do not belong with them.” The man moved closer. His steps made no sound on the grass. “What is your name?” he asked. “Ayla.” “Ayla…” he said, like he was tasting the word. “That is a soft name. It fits a small thing like you.” I looked down at my feet, feeling nervous. “Who are you?” “Just a traveler,” he said, taking another step closer. “I am looking for a place to rest.” “This is the Bloodfang Pack land. You are not from here.”

He told him. Hierro took a deep breath. “Then – “ he looked at Reyan in the eyes. “ – the author of that bedtime story book of Iero… or maybe he is the wandering merchant himself… is a Traveler?” he asked. “I think so.” Reyan answered. “It should have been a Traveler, since he knew too much about fairies, which he might have known from the other worlds that he had been to.” he explained. “Not to mention Lucas Travis. He is also from a fantasy world, right?” he said.

My mom noticed my discomfort and she told me to behave normal and she tried cracking a joke to ease the tension but I ignored her but I won't deny the fact that I was relieved a bit. I walked into the restaurant with her and looked around before spotting a man siting alone at the far end of the restaurant and I confirmed it was him when my mom started working toward his direction. Hello dear, you must be Lucy the man said while standing up for a hug which I rejected immediately by hiding behind my mom. So sorry for that she is not comfortable with human contact, my mom said No problem, I understand. the man replied Actually I don't know his name that is why I am referring him as the man.

attend gladly I'll solve the other questions," the young man and the other people started to retire, the old man helped his daughter to pick up everything from dinner, the girl was the old man's granddaughter. All those in the village withdrew, only the traveler who placed more firewood in the campfire, the old man through a window saw the traveler, took a blanket from his house and went to take it,"have, sir, at night it's too cold, take this blanket to warmup," the traveler took it, the old man stayed a while to keep him company, "excuse me, where he's going," the traveler "I'm going west," "old man" but... soon you will reach the coast, if I am not mistaken are 2 days on the way,

I let out a hum as I tapped my finger on my lips. “I would be an explorer. I’d travel all the realms, looking for new treasures and learning the ways of their people. I’d return home with the craziest tales. Everyone would sit around the fire with anticipation, waiting to hear a new story from my adventures. I would be Imelda the great, the one who’s seen it all and lived to talk about it.” I let out a sigh of disappointment. I looked over at Audra, her gaze set on the sky above us.

The cold was sharp and his feet were frost bitten and blistered but the lone traveller clutched the bundle that he carried tighter to himself he had to keep it warm, it had to reach Gesa safe and sound or all was lost, he has journeyed through the desert of Bukarat and into the forest of Nibigan to get it. Ninety days of little food and even less water, fighting off men and creatures that sought to destroy this ray of hope but even if it cost him his last breath he would bring the egg into Gesa, the new dragon lord lived there. In a sleepy town three hundred leagues from where the traveller stood a boy hurriedly packed up his belongings, he wanted to be gone before his mother woke up.

Can't I see anything else interesting rather than endless trees? So this was the feeling of being a traveler? Now I finally understand how it sucks! I couldn't help shifting on my cushioned seat feeling rather dull. I have no one to talk. I left Ada in the palace because we had already a brief discussion about our little secret. Anytime, I could get back in just a snap but that would be very suspicious of me if I would be using the traversing spell. I mean, magical things were happening but traveling in a blink into another place seems too… Should be kept from anyone else unless it comes with urgency.

it was him all along, the fairy I had spilled my feelings and fears to was my father all along. "Sasha I don't have much time I want to show you how to travel the ghost roads." he urged. "There are specific rules to travellers on the ghost roads. I need to show you how to open the portals and travel them. It is not known to anyone but me and now you. Only you and I can use this magic, you can take those you wish with you but its risky." he rushed. "I'm glad your a quick study because we don't have alot of time." I nodded. "Thank you Fairy Father." I smiled as he got to work sharing his knowledge.

Farah followed their mentor as they left the space. One of the odd things about travel within the Dream Realm. Many could learn to do traveling. Traveling was an odd thing. If one knew where they’re going. One could travel at greater distances than one could within reality. One step by someone skilled in this could move them miles from their body. This caused problems, as you must be close to your body or risk leaving the realm and not finding your body to return to. No one’s sure what happened to those souls. On their way back. They received a message from another shifter guard.

"How the hell did you get here?" Fitz crawled out of the hole he made, brushing the dirt from his clothes. When he stood, he shrugged. "I'm a gnome. It's how we travel." Then the little man cocked his head to the side. "You sure don't know a lot about the faerie realm for a Warrior." Rhychard rolled his eyes. Tell me about it.