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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 *** – 03:00:03:09 – Iataad taohif aamgae. None may escape. Those were the words her House had been built upon. The very first Vanir to bear their name had looked up at the stars and pointed, …
*** 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 *** – 03:00:02:07 – 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 *** – 03:00:02:04 – 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 *** – 03:00:01:03 – 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 …