Nika Harper

Folka Part 4

By |December 15th, 2015|

The finale of this short story series about Folka from Nika Harper. And be sure to follow her on Twitter!

 

Folka heard the yox’s long moan outside and sighed. It had a tendency to free itself from the barn and yowl, trapped in the cold. Yox are not intelligent, and this one was nearly as old a family member as herself. Her boots were conveniently by the door and she trudged into the dim night.

Though, it was not as it seemed. Immediately Folka was aware that she was weaponless as she watched her yox get dragged through the crunchy snow. There must have [...]

Folka Part 3

By |November 10th, 2015|

Part 3 of this exciting short story from Nika Harper is now live! And be sure to follow her on Twitter!

 

The bear within Bolverk had awoken and he lumbered through the cold forest, hands and feet digging into the icy soil. The rites spoke of primal living, of natural existence, and shouldering the cruelty of desperation. Living at all costs was what mattered. Bears were built to withstand the harshest and worst winters, to flourish in the verdant summers. They could sleep through the cold months if the land had been kindly, but Bolverk shared the winter nights and days [...]

Folka Part 2

By |August 11th, 2015|

Enjoy part 2 of this 4 part mini-series from the very talented Nika Harper! And be sure to follow her on Twitter or check out her site!

 

Bolverk knew this sensation. It seared and held on tight, digging as deeply as it could, and he roared in unexpected pain.

The little arrow wasn’t so buried in his shoulder after all; Bolverk sat upright and nearly dislodged it from its place. He shrugged the thin frost off his bare arms, covering them in his bearskin cloak and growled, expecting a fight.

Finding a girl.

Her feet were solid in the deep snow, and her face showed no signs of [...]

Folka Part 1

By |July 2nd, 2015|

Huge thanks to Nika Harper for writing this 4 part story about Folka. We’ll be releasing the following parts over the coming weeks, so please follow her on Twitter for more great stories!

 

 

He hadn’t even left a letter. There was merely an absence where he was, a hollow where he and their marriage vows might have been. She had heard it from other people, and eventually from her father. If the story was true, it was improbable.

“He had broken his nose, you see, and they say he was weak and prone when the menace found him…”

Folka did not see [...]