Tomorrow Man – Part XXIV
It was a kind of familiar place. The chilling dark, the hard unfeeling walls, the occasional rattle of chains. Dungeons didn’t really change from one end...
Musings of a would-be author
It was a kind of familiar place. The chilling dark, the hard unfeeling walls, the occasional rattle of chains. Dungeons didn’t really change from one end...
Alexia awoke to the warmth of the afternoon sun as it danced across her face. She opened her eyes and saw raw daylight filtered through a...
Tallus saw the marking stone the moment he crested the nearby hill. Some part of him knew at once what it was, what it meant. He...
Another dawn marched towards Artella from the horizon. The tide of darkness that was the night turned and fled before it, as it always did. Some...
The last light of the day hugged the western horizon, a distant blanket of amber sat in contrast to the impossibly deep blue of the impending...
Castle Artella stood in the very heart of the city, a great drum that straddled the cliff face between land and sea. From the fields to...
The Mole stood motionless beside the river. The quiet lapping water made the only sound, but he paid no attention to it. He was instead focused...
Sleep clung to Alexia Wetherhall like a thick mist. Waking seemed a struggle, but as she slowly rose from her slumber the sensations of the world...
Tallus looked across at Maereen over the unconscious form of Krasten Wetherhall. She was visibly discomforted by the wound but able to go on he trusted....
The sunlight crept up the tall slender walls of the office of the Seat of Artellathwaine. Miteus sat in the seat itself and to one side...