Tag: Fiction

Sisters of Westwinter – Chapter One VII: Underhanded Designs

Sisters of Westwinter The First Law of Atla Chapter One VII: Underhanded Designs Chapter One, Part Six: Sisters of Westwinter – Chapter One VI: The Exile of Second Alley Late, as usual, Sekhenna ducked beneath a hanging bolt of linen that hid the exposed face of a ruined house from the

Sisters of Westwinter – Chapter One VI: The Exile of Second Alley

Emry scoffed. “I’m Emry. I’m a witch.”

Jundal’s eyes widened, and he backed into the corner of the cell, stepping over a pile of vomit that had frozen to the stone.

“You don’t mean that, do you?” He shook his head and shoved the mop onto the vomit. “I do not know that they could keep a witch caged, even in a place like this.”

Sisters of Westwinter – Chapter One V: Corpses on the Ridge

Sisters of Westwinter The First Law of Atla Chapter One V: Corpses on the Ridge Chapter One, Part Four: Sisters of Westwinter: Chapter One IV – The Beggar The fresh recruits marched lockstep with the wagon and carried with them an air of silence. Some of them buzzed with adrenaline as

Sisters of Westwinter: Chapter One IV – The Beggar

“Dhama turned and scratched her head, her eyes narrow. “Oh, I do remember. I also remember being left alone to organize their beds while my dear friend went missing for a while, and then a fire broke out near the Garrison.”

Sekhenna blushed…”

Sisters of Westwinter – Chapter One III: Snow & Blood

“You are going to die.” Kerrick thought, and came to a halt in the rear of the group as they set their sights on the Huntmaster and his prey…

Sisters of Westwinter – Chapter One II: The Court of Ice

“Real brave, ‘eh?” He repeated and knelt beside her. “Been looking ‘er ye’ some time, girl.” He widened his grin and revealed a grizzled row of rotten brown teeth, many of them chipped.

She turned to face him, “You know, Lambs Head Flower boiled in water releases a sap, useful for cleaning your teeth.”
He closed his mouth immediately and kicked her in the stomach.

Sisters of Westwinter: Prologue III – The Sky Above

“…Emry saw Balshenai lift her head and point her mouth to the ground when she spoke. From the depths of her razor filled maw, her companion ejected a fountain of white-hot flame that spread across the ground in all directions. It swept through the underbrush and turned the surrounding vegetation to ash instantly. A few guards dropped their weapons to run, but none were fast enough. Balshenai’s flame erupted from the ground in pillars that devoured the city guards in a blinding flash of white light.”

Crackling of the Woods

The nobleman squirmed with anticipation beneath her touch. Foolish of him to drug her in the most popular tavern in the township. It had mostly dissolved by the time she’d picked up her mug, but she could still taste it. The bitter Spinfoil powder was a well-known paralytic, and he’d

New Leaders

I’ve tried to keep the talk of my time off as quiet as I can, as I don’t want to bog down what has otherwise been a passion project for me for quite some time. However, to get to the meat of today’s post I need to delve in a

The Cult of Bone & Ash Pt. 1

They were sacred days to some, after the fall of the Witchkings it was as if time returned to the valley. Crops withered and died, meals were quickly eaten as the sun fell below the horizon. The villages beneath their wide bulwark felt their loss, It was less like a

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