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Dani - Forger of Narratives
@forgerofnarrativesTracked since Jul 2026
Historical fiction, memoir-writing, fantasy, and poetry..
Observed Aug 31, 2026 · staleModeled revenue
Paid members
0
growth unavailable
Total audience
12
incl. free followers
Estimated monthly gross
£0
Starting price
£3/mo
3 membership tiers
Where the 12 observed tier members sit
Membership tiers£0100%
Largest observed tier is £0 Free. Tier totals include free-tier members and come from the Aug 31, 2026 public snapshot, so they do not reconcile to the paid-member total.
£0/moFree12100% of observed tier members
£3/moStory-Lover00% of observed tier members
£6/moPatron of the Arts00% of observed tier members
Growth signals: Dani
Unavailable
Membership0 paid members · 30-day rate from 23 observed days
010
Jul 20269 weeks trackedNow
Dani0 members · £0/mo
The chart only uses Dani's observed public history. Comparison peers are listed below, but comparable trend series are not available yet.
Where Dani ranks
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#1of 6 measured
Paid members in Recommended cohort
Semantic matches are not ready, so this fixed cohort uses the best available category, audience, pricing, and cadence evidence.
Ranking data · includes stale rows| Rank | Creator and why included | Paid members | Gap vs Dani | Freshness |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| #1 |  Dani - Forger of NarrativesProfileWritingPaid members position in Recommended cohort | 0 | Reference | Aug 31, 2026Stale |
| #1 |  Filling The EmptyWritingCategory, audience, pricing & cadence | 0 | Same value | Sep 1, 2026 |
| #1 |  Gaming ReportsWritingCategory, audience, pricing & cadence | 0 | Same value | Aug 31, 2026 |
| #1 |  Get Free EbooksWritingCategory, audience, pricing & cadence | 0 | Same value | Sep 1, 2026 |
| #1 |  Gilbroz GamingWritingCategory, audience, pricing & cadence | 0 | Same value | Aug 31, 2026 |
The rank uses the full fixed cohort. This table shows up to five creators around Dani; the coverage summary above still counts everyone.
Recent posts
What they publish31Posts total0 postsLast month8.3%Members-only
Previews available for 31 posts
Article Latest postPublicRust
Huddled about the gloomy flicker of orange flame, the ruddy light barely banishing the shadows that clung so thick about the place, a crowd
March 1 0 likes 0 comments'Skin'In the furthest north, where the seas swell with glassy anger, and untethered gales tear across sheep-studded hillsides, was a small and stuArticleMarch 1Public 0 0
The Black Shard - Chapter One1 The Black Shard - Chapter One Locked The Black Shard - Chapter One February 5 I would find her; I knew she had come this way. My feet had led me along tracks of flinty gravel, and across fields laced with faded footpaths. Three times my feet had turned astray, and I’d found myself staring at squat-roofed cottages and thatched hovels hunkering in dells and dips amongst the trees. In the far distance, dark pines marched in a swell across the sweep of the countryside, but before them lay a patchwork of misshapen fields and crazed hedges. This was strangely wild country, once you made it past the seemingly random farmland. Ragged looking sheep looked at me with stupid eyes, their mouths workinArticleFebruary 5£3 tier & up 0 0
'The Boneyard'I would find her; I knew she had come this way. My feet had led me along tracks of flinty gravel, and across fields laced with faded footpatArticleFebruary 5Public 1 1
'Páidín'Brother Páidín was both well-read, and well-travelled for a man living in the 9th century. In his youth he had travelled to Rome to study unArticleFebruary 5Public 0 0
'The Lands Beyond the Mists'“Oh the green fields of Dumnonnia, They daily are waiting, And it’s there I’ll put an end, To my misery and strife.” (“The Green FieldsArticleFebruary 5Public 1 1
'Sanctuary'Somewhere in the West, unlikely to be found on any map, there is a garden valley, bordered by speckled grey stones and mossy boulders. I folArticleFebruary 5Public 0 0
'Geese'Forty miles. A long-limbed man with a dinner waiting at home, or a fugitive being chased by hounds, or a particularly eager youth rushingImageFebruary 5Public 0 0
'Brittle'My grandmother’s garage was always filled with fucking flowers. Standing in repurposed animal feed buckets filled with glycerine, teasles,ArticleFebruary 5Public 0 0
'Pencil'I have been given a new pencil. Ah! The literary potential! The choice of which humble words to write, By morning, noon, or candlelight. The crystalisings, of my surmisings, As many happy hours I’d spend. And if I write in error, there’s nothing fairer, Than to use the rubber on the end.ArticleFebruary 5Public 0 0'Imbolc'Sap rising. The bleating of the new lambs a clarion call to watchers whose vigil has lapsed over the long dark, and a proclamation that nowArticleFebruary 5Public 0 0
'Petrichor'Blood from a stone. Crystalline. Divine. A smell as old as mould and stale sunshine. Perfumed. Pungent. Against the cloying warmth a salving unguent. Loamy. It lingers. Tickles the nostrils with mist-moistened fingers.ArticleFebruary 5Public 0 0Research actions
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