Dagny Peach Writing

Realm of Paradox

Posted By Dagny on Nov 16, 2021

November Project–Started 2021 

The world has many faces.

Some show benevolent vales with small humble hamlets, and the others…

Well, the others are more of a sinister sort.

House of The Cauldron

Posted By Dagny on Oct 21, 2021

(October Project– started 2021)

In a land plagued with eternal night, where no stars shine in the sky, candles are the only source of light for many villages; anywhere else is in complete, utter darkness.
To the residents of this world, darkness isn’t just where the unknown find solace.
Darkness, in this world, is where monsters hide to ambush their victims.

It is best to drive darkness away from anywhere anyone would deem safe.

Covering the Future #3

Posted By Dagny on Feb 22, 2021

DISCLAIMER: The VERY long DP StudiosM is still being written.

After the release of Isles of the Moon, I plan to be writing a few more stories and am considering sequels for preexisting ones such as Cinder. I also intend to be organizing this issue!

Debuts I plan to write this issue:

Coven Abode

Sequels I plan to be writing this issue:

Euphoria Wind: Reign of the Queen

Sequels I MIGHT write this issue:

Cinder 2
Isles of the Moon II

Yes… there is more mights then certainties this issue. Well… another MIGHT.. I might be writing exclusive prequels! ???
Anything I don’t write this issue, as always, will be written the next issue. (That only applies for MIGHTs.)
I will MOST CERTAINLY write certainties (hence the name) this issue.
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Isles of the Moon

Posted By Dagny on Feb 22, 2021

Welcome to Sapphire Falls, a town shrouded in eternal night… an enigma in its own ways.

Polar Star

Posted By Dagny on Jan 3, 2021

(December Project—started 2020)

Beyond the bustling cities and lively suburbs lies a forest that had been untouched for years. It appeared to be two feet from the Arctic Circle, and thus snow always befell the region. The air was crisp with the smell of pinecones and frost, and at night the stars bequeathed their beautiful light onto the snowy ground with increased willing. There were no digital clocks and very little analog clocks, thus whoever wandered throughout this wintry forest relied on the sun, moon, and stars throughout the day. Not many entered the forest, due to everyone’s fear of the cold.
Everyone’s, except the four residents inside the forest.
Deep inside, beyond the explored boundaries of the forest, and ultimately the world, one family, of two adults, two children, and three pets, dwells inside the forest. Rumor has it their lineage points towards an ancient, magical group of nymphs, Mírasnoë, or the Snowlife, further rumored to be native to this forest, and so far it appears this rumor is true. All that is truly known about this family is that they have not seen another in years, the last time one left the forest being some 70 years ago, and the last time someone traveled and met them being 200 years prior.