Report: Grimms Hollow | Fantasy Short Story & Puzzle
Grimms Hollow holds secrets and magic: discover the top-secret report, find the hidden code, and open the secret archive page. An adventure full of spies, puzzles, and hidden truths awaits!
Grimms Hollow holds secrets and magic: discover the top-secret report, find the hidden code, and open the secret archive page. An adventure full of spies, puzzles, and hidden truths awaits!
This fantasy short story tells of Morthyrel, the mighty guardian dragon, daughter of Elyndra, who watches over the cycle of life and death. Witness how the worlds of dwarves, elves, and humans fall out of balance, and how Morthyrel guides the fate of the living with wind, shadow, and magic. A tale of power, secrets, and fantastical adventure—drawn from the ancient chronicles of Elyndor.
Subject Description:
Manifests either in classic ghostly form or as a young elf (approximately 19 years old).
The subject controls the shift between the two appearances but prefers the elven form, as it “suits him better.”
The ghostly version remains translucent, glowing whitely, with dissolved contours at the shoulders and hair tips.
In elven form, these effects are faint: delicate wisps of smoke fade at the edges of his silhouette….
In those days, when the mist was still young and the roots of the world reached deep into the heart of Noctura, the Whispen lived—ethereal guardians of the cycle. They watched over life and death alike: nurturing animals and plants, guiding dying beings gently to their final rest. Everything that passed was quietly honored, without haste, without noise—maintaining the balance that nourished the heart of the world…
n the early ages of Elyndor, when the stars still burned young and the song of the world rang unbroken, Death performed its duty with quiet dignity. It knew every heart, every breath, every ending—and in its service lay balance.
But over the centuries, the peoples changed.
The dwarves, withdrawn deep into their mountains, sought immortality in stone and iron.
The elves wove magic that kept even shadows at bay.
And humans… they feared Death, cursed it, prayed for reprieve…