THE PURGATORIUM
The twisted dreams of my reality.
Works of fantasy fiction written by Ara the Rogue.
Please scroll for individual story pages.
Updates weekly.
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Jade Annabel
Immanuel Dunbar
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Artwork courtesy of the lovely people at Mochi Artworks. Find them at www.mochiartworks.com
Newest Releases
See below for the Purgatorium blog, containing news and release announcements.
The Purgatorium generally releases a chapter weekly on a Friday.
CURRENT PROJECTS
Simple streams that flow into a river of thought, or surge into something greater.
This page holds my experiments and potential future projects.
I'll also post shorter works and one off chapters here, along with some mixed poems and thoughts.
A bit of everything really.
Ghost: A Being of Unimaginable Cold
The city of Ilawa, known as the Pale Bastian.
It stands before a place of great magic, a frozen frontier upon which no human can survive.
The 'Ghost' guards the boundary. Or so it's said.
The masked figure has existed for as long as human memory.
It has become the subject of many legends.
But what is the truth?
FUTURE PROJECTS
Even fated relationships are hard...
They were brought together by fate.
They become vital to one another.
However ideals don't always match up with truth.
They separate through unkind terms.
Years later the two are drawn back together by fate once more.
Can they pick up the pieces?
The life of a slave is never easy, but Anette is content with her lot in life.
Her mistress is kinder than most. Her life is stable.
But the world had other plans for Anette.
Is she really the one, or is it all some terrible mistake?
How can she go back to her normal life?
EARTH SAGA
What has science wrought?!
Earth 2060.
The byproducts of unethical experimentation rise up against the special police that were meant to keep them under wraps...
Mercy Killing
Richard had nothing. Mercy found him and offered him a choice. Choice and consequence. It all comes down to you...
Welcome to my Wonderland,
the Purgatory of my mind.
The Purgatorium.
Fantasy is like my air. I can't breathe unless I have some kind
of story in the works.
I tend to jump in and out of different worlds, in writing,
table top role playing, my dreams and everyday life.
I often find myself with several ideas on the go at once.
To me creating a story is like weaving. There are all these
story threads, and my job is to find the place where they
overlap.
Allow me to share my adventures, thoughts and, well myself.
If you wish you may call me Ara, the rogue.
Art by my dear friend Greg.