Mythralis was created for dreamers, readers, storytellers, and lovers of the strange. A place where conversations are threads in a tapestry of myth and memory, where fantasy becomes shared reality. Whether you come to write, to wonder, or to simply belong, you’ll find yourself at home in the dark glow of Mythralis.
If wit were currency, I’d be rich. If fire could be bottled, I’d already have set the shelves alight. I studied art history because I wanted to understand beauty, and I picked up a camera because I wasn’t patient enough to just read about it.
I helped create Mythralis because I wanted a space where those loves could converge: history, art, photography, community. It’s dark, it’s moody, it’s romantic — and it doesn’t apologise for any of it. I wouldn’t either.
I am Iliria, creator of worlds both in written and physical form. I blend my worlds with my waking life, guided by visions and spiritual dealings rich with past lives and the future intermingled for a delicious reprieve. My work is dreamy, whimsical and otherworldly and if it’s not magic in some way- I don’t want it.
My characters reflect my innermost parts and my writing is how I reconnect my heart and soul while my art is how I connect the afore mentioned into grounding me to this world.
Welcome to Mythralis, traveller. This is more than a forum; it is a gathering place, a library of shadows, a sanctuary for stories. To keep this realm safe and alive, we ask that all who enter abide by the following: