Hey guys, sorry for the long delay between posts! I’ve got cool news on two fronts!
First, the next chapter of The Oceans Burned is up on Storyshift! Or, at least it should be by the time you read this! Check it out and vote on what happens next!
Also, I have another little update for Iron and Ice! Here it is!
Diving deep into the dark caverns, the tunnel suddenly widened into a great open space. This is where the machines rested in between missions. Mechanics worked furiously to repair damage in large bays off to the side. Machine-shops and work areas were built into little niches around the edge of the space. At all hours the whine of steel on steel could be heard and the flash of sparks could be seen. A never-ending war demanded never-ending labor.
Tiny passageways, dwarfed by the main entrance, lead off into other chambers. This was where the humans lived. Their world was brightened by strings of electric lamps, hung from the ceilings. The harsh glare cast dingy shadows in the confined spaces. There was a mess hall, an infirmary, strategy rooms, living spaces, and even a small gym for exercise and recreation. Dozens of ventilation ducts snaked their way to the surface, where concealed vents drew in fresh air for the soldiers below.
The fortress was one of the greatest achievements of human engineering.
And almost no one in the world knew about it.
Hey guys, got a little mini-update for you this week. I’m still scrambling to finish the next segment of The Oceans Burned, so stay tuned for that!
For now, here’s the next part of Iron and Ice!
Hidden Home Part 3
From above, the base which served as Dimitri’s home was just a large hill deep within a forest. The hill rose gently and was over three miles across. At its highest point one could see over the tops of the trees. If they turned around in a complete circle all they would see was an ocean of green and white reaching to the horizon. The ocean of treetops appeared to be frozen in time. Only the slight sway caused by the wind revealed that this panoramic sight was not a painting, but real life. The occasional howl of a wolf accompanied the dry sigh of the wind.
This tree covered hill within the forest was natural perfection to the outside observer, a pristine wilderness.
If one approached on foot however, the deception soon became apparent. At the south base of the hill, a low opening could be seen in the snow. This dark hole was no more than 6 feet high and perhaps a dozen wide. It appeared to be a shallow cave. The accidental onlooker would be surprised when the entire side of the hill began to rise upwards on grinding rails. The hillside, covered in concrete molded and painted to appear as snow, would reveal a cavernous opening. It would also reveal a sloping road that descended deep into the earth. If they listened closely, they might even hear the pounding footsteps of the iron machines which would climb this road to the surface and move out for war.