And so the adventures of Nin the Seeker come to an end. Thank you for reading this weird experimental story of mine! I began this project as a way of organizing and collecting my loose scraps and ideas. Fairly soon into it though, I realized I had a petty good narrative going, and I decided to challenge myself and write one publishable page a week for an entire year.Continue reading
Eitin was an energetic young rabbit, always hopping here, always hopping there.
All his life he’d heard stories of Nin, the rabbit prince. The great prince from Eitin’s warren, the great prince who’d left long ago on a pilgrimage to find the ultimate boon for his people.Continue reading
Nin ran blindly through the fog, away from the meadow and the foxes and their den. He ran so far and so fast that he became hopelessly lost, in the fog he could not tell up from down, left from right.Continue reading
A soft breeze tickled Nin’s nose. He opened his eyes.
Shadows cast from the branches of a giant fig tree danced on the grass by his feet. A cobra lay sleeping peacefully, encircling Nin like a protective seal. A pale day-moon hung in the sky.
He had returned.Continue reading
Nin woke from his trance to find himself someplace new.
It was an odd place, a place of stillness and quiet. The sky was dark and cloudless. The ground was a pale grey, speckled with pot-marks and small, strange craters. He took a few cautious steps forward. A thin coat of dust puffed and died with every step.Continue reading
Nin sat beneath a lone fig tree and despaired. How had it come to this? How had he been led astray? What was preventing him from finding the truth that lies buried at the heart of the world?
Was there some flaw in him?Continue reading
Nin laid in a recovery ward, tended by the white rabbit and the black rabbit. His battle with the warlord had left him scarred and broken.Continue reading