Stillwater Arcane Novels & Stories

The air shimmered as she began the incantation, words infused with ancient power that resonated through the very fabric of the supernatural realm. "Elvie, daughter of the moon, ensnared by unseen forces, let the veils that bind you be lifted. Return to the essence that defines you," Morgana intoned, her voice carrying the weight of centuries of magical knowledge. The incantation wove a tapestry of arcane symbols in the air, unseen threads that sought to unravel the mystical bindings ensnaring Elvie. The room, bathed in an ethereal glow, bore witness to the delicate dance between magic and fate.

It was her only sanctuary. She sat down on the cold stone ledge, pulling the shawl tightly around her shoulders. Below her, the dark water was calm, broken only by the orange and silver koi fish swimming lazily near the surface. Serena stared at them, watching them move without a care in the world. For the first time in twenty-four hours, the tight band around her chest loosened. She let out a long, slow breath, tasting the fresh, damp air. Here, in the dark, nobody was lying to her. Nobody was trying to own her as time passed slowly.

I looked out across the bloodstained courtyard, and I saw more than loss. I saw resolve. “We are Obscura Arcanum,” I said. “And we do not fall.” The courtyard was still. Empty. All of us were still. I hadn’t realized before how loud it had been only a few hours ago. Screams, shouts, cracking spells, and magic shattering against magic. Shattering against flesh. Shattering against bone. The courtyard wasn’t silent. It was that kind of quiet that hangs heavy, threaded with echoes. Ash hung in the air like dust from old bones. The sun was fully risen now, but it didn’t warm the stone underfoot.

She was going to chant an ancient incantation, for where the Umbragon lies dormant and since this incantation was for making it, she said it backward to resurrect it, "Exanimo Umbra, Noctis Obscura, Umbragon! Terrae umbra, Spiritus tenebrae, Umbragon! Arcanum adveho, In obscurum redde Umbragon!"

"Morale is collapsing. People don't know how to fight enemies who erase you from existence." I slammed my fist on the table. "Then we show them! All forces, full mobilization! Earth-Arcanum delegation, I need you!" Archmagus Stellara materialized beside me, her star-filled eyes blazing. "Earth-Arcanum stands with Earth-Prime. We will not tolerate Nihilus aggression." "Can your magic counter void weapons?" "Magic is existence made manifest. Yes, we can counter nothingness. But we need your Ascended warriors to protect our mages while they cast. Void weapons are fast. Spells take time."

"I've heard of it before, but what exactly is it?" Marshal Barns nodded, sensing Danial's interest in the topic. "Elemental magic is the manipulation of the fundamental elements of nature," he elaborated. "These elements include fire, water, earth, air, and spirit. Those who possess the ability to wield elemental magic can harness the power of these elements to cast spells and manipulate their surroundings." "Similarly," Marshal Barns continued, "arcane arrays are intricate patterns of energy that can be imbued with various effects, from enhancing one's abilities to creating powerful barriers or unleashing devastating attacks. They are incredibly complex and require both innate talent and ye

Knowing that she wouldn’t tell me what was going on, I turned to look at Vlad. “What is he talking about?” “I didn’t realize it until now, but I thought there was something familiar about you. Since I didn’t see your husband, I thought I had the wrong person. In the game, you and your husband are known as legends. You two are the only ones to progress so quickly, without a large group. Everyone calls you two the Black and White Knights of Arcane Realm.” I wanted to laugh at his explanation. Right now, I wished that Luka were here to hear this. It was slightly fitting, as our outfits were rare and looked like a Knight. Returning my attention to Nicole, I could see that she wasn’t pleased abou

Warren fielded the question, "Archon is a special kind of spirit. He can't interact with the physical world in spirit form, but I can summon him as a protective aura. He is more than capable of grappling with a ghost." Lucinda turned her attention to Theria, "Does he speak the truth?" "I've never seen it, but Warren traveled Highway Sixteen and lived to tell about it," Theria hugged warren, "I believe Warren and I are up to the task." A rosary clutched in Lucinda's hand crossed over her, and she spoke a prayer. "I guess you two will have to do." *** Warren and Theria sat together on the comfortable couch. Mateo took a seat next to his mother. Theria pulled out a small device, "I am going to

Jess wished she were standing closer to Caine but reluctantly took Kiaan and Damien's clammy hands when they reached out to her. "Say these words three times," Damien ordered. “Shadows lurking in the night, I summon you, come to us tonight. Give us the revenge we seek, Twist the strong and make them weak. I call on you to make this spell magick, so mote it be." After the third iteration, Jess looked about the room and noticed the others doing the same. Brows raised, Kiaan asked, "Is something supposed to happen?" "Not now," Damien assured him. "But it will. Trust me."

As Sable delved deeper into the book, she discovered a section dedicated to elemental magic—a topic that resonated deeply with her. The pages were filled with intricate diagrams and instructions on harnessing the power of fire, water, earth, and air. Eager to put her newfound knowledge into practice, Sable ventured back to the sacred grove where she had obtained the pendant. With the crystal of eternity pulsating around her neck and the Book of Ancients clasped firmly in her hand, she stood facing a mighty oak tree.