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The Brittle Scroll
≡ Image prompt:

Do not depict: Child Abuse, Suicide, Explicit sexual content or nudity, Extreme graphic violence or gore, Drug/alcohol use. Generate an illustration for a choose-your-own-adventure story. Style: Digital illustration, vivid colours, suitable for a web story. Do not include any text or lettering in the image. A candlelit ruined cathedral library at dusk, a single unfurled brittle scroll glowing on a dusty stone table among collapsed shelves, motes of dust drifting in slanted moonlight, hopeful and reverent atmosphere. in Gouache style

The Brittle Scroll


Dust settles on your sleeves as you pry open the cathedral's collapsed reliquary. The scroll inside is brittle as moth-wing, its Castrelin script faded — but legible. A toast. Not a threat. Four hundred years of war born from one mistranslated word.

What now, archivist? Your hands tremble around the truth.


Bring the scroll to Queen Mereth of Avenmere first
Smuggle the scroll across the border to Castrelin yourself
Seek out the rebel peace-circle, the Heronkin, in the marshes

? Truth travels fastest in the hands that need it most.

© 2026 Jon Buckle