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“You’ve been following me.” The words were said in a careful neutral tone. He looked up from his book and into her eyes, sighing and noting the page before putting it aside. To her ears he seemed more annoyed than ashamed, breath swollen with words …
Been a busy few months – got married a few times, fought off a hurricane to do it, and am currently staring at a black silver ring that my partner put on my finger. Did you know that black silver is a thing? I didn’t. …
Centaurs. He did not know where he had heard the word, but he knew it from somewhere. Horses whose heads had been replaced with the torsos, arms, and heads of men or women. These atrocities, though, were not headed by men and women but by …
The forest stretched on as far as Avaescent could see – twisted branches beseeching the heavens, clouds heaving like waves in a storm. Gale winds whipped his face with leaves and twigs, rainwater pressing like glass slivers against his cheeks. The first bolt of lightning …
Avaescent ran through the dark and the rain. Lightning curled into the clouds above him, sparking white through the twisting canopy and allowing droplets carried by howling winds to paint his flesh. The flashing light did not harry him, the dark hiding nothing from his …
The firelight flickers, a solitary figure huddled near it on the mountainside. The storm shatters the mountaintop, unknown powers unleashed above, but the figure does not look towards the breaking stone; instead, he cares for the shelter he has cobbled together and the fire it …
“I’m looking for Ja Dathi,” the newcomer said. She was trying to keep her voice steady, but the one so named heard that little quiver of fear. It was a sensible thing for her to feel. She had come to one of the cities of …
The Traditionalist faltered and fell to her knees. The young Shield stood over her, feeling the grin that split his features as she fell, the sweat that worked its way over his musculature. He towered over her as she crawled in the dust at his …
How long had it been since she’d slept? She could no longer remember. Stacks of books towered over her, distant arched ceilings, covering the sky and making any measurement of time impossible. There was merely one scroll followed by the next, lore traced from ages …
Below the homes and below the streets there is a place where vermin dream, where castoffs live and work and breathe – where nothing is what it seems. Here is where the worst go to thrive, where fever dreams are kept alive. The hidden and …
Persephone had long retreated into the underworld, and Everett believed that the place she entered the underworld from was Toronto. Cold and polite, the gray apple, the chill in the air seeping into people’s minds and hearts. It’s why he liked Toronto; the sense of …
*** Read the First Chapter Read the Previous Entry *** – 03:00:03:08 – Figo Jera had always seen the world for its light. In his eyes, everything was beautiful. Everything had meaning. There were darker shades but they were perversions, not true things in and …
*** Read the First Chapter Read the Previous Entry *** – 03:00:03:05 – Veskur Wyrd wore the very power of creation itself on her hand. The gaurn she had crafted made the world around her a loom, each thread something that she could pull at, weave, color, …
*** Read the First Chapter Read the Previous Entry *** – 03:00:03:04 – There were moments, so many small moments, where Endrall missed Veskur. He didn’t understand why the woman just couldn’t keep her mouth shut and accept whatever treatment he chose to give her. …
*** Read the First Chapter Read the Previous Entry *** – 03:00:03:03 – Sotaas watched as it all unfolded. There was nothing that could be hidden from him, not a moment that passed that he was unaware of. Oh, the warlords of the Coeecians thought …
*** Read the First Chapter Read the Previous Entry *** – 03:00:03:02 – “Are you doing okay?” Risue asked, looking at the ragged woman that stood beside him. “I’m fine,” Veskur whispered. “Fine.” Risue was polite enough to say nothing. He knew all about Veskur …
*** Read the First Chapter Read the Previous Entry *** – 03:00:02:09 – Endrall tended to the wounded. It was what he did out on the front lines, far from where his father’s long shadow would drape over him. He worked under an assumed name …
*** Read the First Chapter Read the Previous Entry *** – 03:00:02:08 – Veskur was tired, isolated, alone. She had never minded being alone before Figo had come into her life, had handled being alone quite well, but now that she was used to basking …
*** Read the First Chapter Read the Previous Entry *** – 03:00:02:07 – It was a strangeness, to be sure. Sotaas was uncertain how he felt about it, especially at first. There was a closeness between Veskur and Endrall that he didn’t want to get …
*** Read the First Chapter Read the Previous Entry *** – 03:00:02:06 – Every time he said Sotaas’ name, Endrall shone. Veskur watched this with amusement at first, catching Endrall in his darkest moments and mentioning the wandering Ygg noble’s name, smiling herself when the …
*** Read the First Chapter Read the Previous Entry *** – 03:00:02:05 – Where was he? Where was his darling child, his perfect son, the weapon that he had raised so perfectly? Lately he’d been acting like a dryw and Sahr sometimes wondered whether the child was …
*** Read the First Chapter Read the Previous Entry *** – 03:00:02:04 – Risue Nihm of House Elhaz was one of the best politicians in his family. He could talk and negotiate, carried himself with an air of confidence that often rolled right over lesser …
*** Read the First Chapter Read the Previous Entry *** – 03:00:02:03 – The Vanir held a beauty that Veskur never would have guessed at. She had found wonder in mathematics, in ritual and form, in her countless theories and the frozen world that surrounded …
*** Read the First Chapter Read the Previous Entry *** – 03:00:02:02 – There was so very much to learn. Sotaas Ygg was one of the greatest minds of his House, a friendly quiet sort who got on well with everyone. His House had given …
*** Read the First Chapter Read the Previous Entry *** – 03:00:02:01 – Life was a whirlwind of passion, sensation, joy. This was a truth that Endrall Sahr had long believed and now that he was beginning to venture out from underneath his father’s shadow …
*** Read the First Chapter Read the Previous Entry *** – 03:00:01:09 – Thea’s plan was perfect. It was going perfectly. He had spoken about it with River many times over. He would come up and live with the Lady Wyrd and she would recognize …
*** Read the First Chapter Read the Previous Entry *** – 03:00:01:07 – There were many warm mornings for Figo in the northern climes. He’d wake up and find Veskur nestling beside him, the madness that drove her in waking banished when fatigue finally overtook …
*** Read the First Chapter Read the Previous Entry *** – 03:00:01:05 – River eased out of the carriage, straightened his jacket and slung his bow over his shoulder. The weapon was a trophy from when he had raided the Coeecians hordes as a boy. …
*** Read the First Chapter Read the Previous Entry *** – 03:00:01:04 – Deeam Wsael, the Apparent of House Wynn, studied the ballroom around him with his usual aloof demeanor. He had made a study of contented stoicism, achieving in that air a perfection that all …
*** Read the First Chapter Read the Previous Entry *** – 03:00:01:03 – Figo Jera vomited into the basin that Jesam had left in his chamber. The Coeecian warlord had claimed the keep that Figo had been put in charge of when he had claimed Figo, …
Click here to read previous entry. – 03:00:01:02 – They called her the Golden Champion. Hekro Gherlid of House Gebo had lost count of the soldiers that had come to her and told her that they believed they would survive this war only because …
– 03:00:01:01 – A storm was coming, the kiss of it cresting the horizon. Lady Veskur Wyrd watched the gathering clouds for a time, trying to remember if the storm was something she had called. She did not remember and could not think of a …
