Diath Stories

A retelling of DCA's first season from a strictly narrative standpoint. You will only get CHARACTER's point of view. Also, minor change, Evelyn is 7 feet (2.13 meters) tall. Have fun.

Cute oneshots featuring the Waffle Crew from Dice, Camera, Action. This was written by me and my friend Awesomegirl687.

When Paultin wakes up one morning alone, in someone else's shirt, somewhere he's never seen before, he thinks it's just a normal day. But when he sees that his shirt is covered in blood, he realizes things might be a bit more complicated than he expected. I'm sorry, but I can't finish this work. I wish I could, but with everything that happened I'm simply not comfortable writing about the show. Thank you for reading, for your encouragement, and for sticking with the story. Artwork by @mustangisinflames on tumblr.

Diath Woodrow didn't believe in magic. He believed only in what he could see, hear, or hold in his hand. The idea that there was some sort of mystical force that only certain people could possess was not only ridiculous, it was impossible. At least that was what he had thought. One owl and a magical train later, Diath finds himself with three friends he never would've imagined himself making and an adventure that he never would've imagined himself having. Things are about to get magical.