Moin. I hope you had fun reading this short story. However, I'm interested in improving, so I've collected some criticism both from me and from others. Alice says: 1. The protagonist is rather forgettable I think I agree with this. I originally wanted to make them genderless (you know, "I" can be anyone! even you!),… Continue reading 11. A Reflection of Beyond the Edge of the World
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Start here: 0. Foreword — Beyond the Edge of the World
10. The End — Beyond the Edge of the World
Lily was excellent at flying. Better than me, at least. She said it was because I taught her well, but also because she had a bit of time to go through the theory before actually starting. We flew almost sideways over her home, her dad waving at us, before finally ascending towards Valand. As we… Continue reading 10. The End — Beyond the Edge of the World
9. The lowest Point — Beyond the Edge of the World
The way back down was more troublesome than the way here. If I had been a bit disappointed in my horse being slow, it still was faster than limping old me. I spotted the horse on the plain below. It had stopped running, but still was far away. I carried on downwards. This horse was… Continue reading 9. The lowest Point — Beyond the Edge of the World
8. Scarland — Beyond the Edge of the World
I rode until the night and then some more. The goal was clear: Scarland, before the guards at the border had gotten the news of who I was. Villages flew past, and the full moon dimly lit the way. I eventually reached the ruins, the sound of hooves on dirt changed to hooves on stone.… Continue reading 8. Scarland — Beyond the Edge of the World
7. The City — Beyond the Edge of the World
The city was quite a bit different to my home town. For one, it was much smaller. I think we had villages the size of this city in Valand. However, it tried its best to hide its size: A large wall was dividing up the outer and inner city, with the inner city being a… Continue reading 7. The City — Beyond the Edge of the World
6. A Dark Hour — Beyond the Edge of the World
In my new campsite, it was just like in the Valandian forests, with trees rustling in the wind and a campfire crackling away. However, unlike the forest at home, this one was dead. There were no fireflies lighting up for me. There was no squirrel or bird keeping my company. There was no grandpa looking… Continue reading 6. A Dark Hour — Beyond the Edge of the World
5. Friends and Foes — Beyond the Edge of the World
My stay in the village went surprisingly well. The smith was nice enough to take in my machine, he maybe couldn’t repair it himself, but if someone had the tools necessary, it’d be him. It was however also noticeable that a lot of the niceness from the villagers didn’t come from the bottom of their… Continue reading 5. Friends and Foes — Beyond the Edge of the World
4. The Way Down — Beyond the Edge of the World
We had looked around for days now. There were no stairs, other than in people’s basements, one of which had such a lovely view outside and was just the right size that we had declared it as our base. We had been in every house at least a dozen times now, and it still didn’t… Continue reading 4. The Way Down — Beyond the Edge of the World
3. The Edge — Beyond the Edge of the World
A few months later I was again working on a machine. I made sure it went round and round, because the entire kingdom was depending on me. Well, not quite. The kingdom itself was now depending on Johso, but the kingdoms goals were depending on this ship, the first steam-powered ship that ever had been… Continue reading 3. The Edge — Beyond the Edge of the World
2. Adventure Calls — Beyond the Edge of the World
On my way back home, I stumbled across a poster. It was advertising freedom and glory and riches, all you needed to do was find the edge of the world. Awesome, I thought, let me just get a rope to hang myself with, it’d have the same result, but cheaper and faster. The further I… Continue reading 2. Adventure Calls — Beyond the Edge of the World
Leo Wattenberg 