Swamp Novels & Stories

The dirt was rather wet around the necrotic swamp, and there were large and dry black and gray-colored trees, which the Orcs named Dead Trees, where they believed the souls of the dead rested inside. Through their journey, they found some of the endemic fauna of this swamp, which was large crocodiles with crystals growing over them, which Chaos caught and ate around, named Crystal Crocodiles. Their meat was mostly hard, but the crystals made it even harder and rather crunchy, Chaos found it an interesting snack. There were also Giant Sticky Salamanders, B-Rank monsters, the same as the giant Crocodiles, three-meter-long salamand

We completed walking across the flat verdure terrain and was now treading across a deep brown brackish swamp area surrounded by bald cypress and willow trees. My feet are soaked up to my knees. Papyrus and cattail bushes as tall as our heads slapped against our skin as we pleated our path across the waterlogged ground. Even though I'm a warrior, I could have done without the stinky rotten egg stench that stuck up my nose from the swamp. The rogues around me briskly go through it as though they were used to it. Approximately three miles of the journey, the swamp waters got deeper. I mumbled curses

After they walked for around an hour or so, they saw a swampy area in front of them. The area was huge. Enormous bubbles appeared from the surface. Once they floated into the air, they burst into miasmas of unpleasant gas. James looked at the map again. The map recorded that this area is a dangerous one. The swampy area was filled with mystical power. Any living being who crossed the area will be absorbed by this power into its depths. Once trapped within the area, it would be extremely difficult to escape. In addition, there is an uncanny monster living in the swamps. This monster was very skille

The late afternoon sun blazed brutally overhead causing droplets of sweat to cascade down his forehead, hair spilling into his eyes. James crouched and stuck the sword of Achilles into the steamy ground. He reached up and swept back his medium-length dark hair out of his face and did his best to wipe the exertion from his brow. And here I thought the last few weeks were hot, he chided himself. The air was muggy and oppressive to the extreme, the humidity dense enough to slice through it like a warm stick of butter. He gripped the handle of the blade, slid it free from the ground, and took a deep breath. Ugh . . . tastes like swamp water.

"Why are we in a forest, Rain? This place is creepy! Argh! What is that?! Is that a frog?! Oh my God! I swear if that disgusting thing will come closer to me, that thing is dead! I swear! Ahh! Get it off me! Get it off me!" Greka shrieked. "Would you just shut your mouth Greka?! And that's just an adorable frog, that thing can't harm you jeez," I rolled my eyes at her.

Elise sighed. "We aren't going home.I'm sure that we can still have fun here," Damien persisted, taking off his suit. "What are you doing?" Elise gasped, directing her phone's flashlight at him. "I want to swim," He replied. "No, you can't swim in this kind of water. It doesn't even look like it's flowing. It might be a swamp for all you know. It could also have crocodiles in it," Elise said, worriedly. "You can't go in,"

She said as she pulled me into the middle of the crowd, facing a clearing that had nothing except solid ground full of rocks and mud. I stood taller than everyone else and I had time to check the whole surrounding while waiting for their king. The place was dark—darker than the rest of the area I was able to see while we were walking. But there was no doubt that, although this world was dull and gloomy, there were signs of life. There were trees and flowers, but they were not as vibrant as they should be. Vines with dark leaves were everywhere, giving a touch of greenery in a brown and gray surrounding. The water in the swamp was still, and although it wasn’t

It would only be activated when the blueprint was drawn. The closer Jessie got, the green gas became thicker and the stench became clearer. Beside her were all kinds of heavy mold that was mixed with rock dust and haze. That kind of smell could not be smelled for long, or else people would feel dizzy. Her voice became serious, "It's here. The soil buried deep below has the tendency to turn into a swamp. It was originally a long process, but now that we have to build the foundation of the house and spread the rotten earth, it will lead to a large swampy area. If we want to use this land, we can make a wetland park, but if we want

Bubbles squinted and giggled. Then, Alex found himself sinking deeper and deeper. It seemed like there was no bottom to this swamp. *** On the land above, once the people saw Alex jumping into the swamp with his daughter and disappearing underneath, they hesitated for a moment, unsure if they should chase after him. It was rumored that the water in the swamp was very poisonous, after all. There was once a huge battle with the Undead Clan that took place here, and it was unknown how many creatures and souls had been buried here.

The park. The entrance to the park was cordoned off by a rope and small wooden sign that said ‘No Water’. The rope hung swinging . Broot’s eyes entered the cluster of deru and knew that it was a ridiculous thought. There was no way Dilip would run in here. There was a grove ahead for the ravagers but there was no way out except the swamp, which meant certain death for a human. It was a methane swamp.