Tanadril skin prickled on her neck, and, pausing cleaning, she turned to survey the room. Pask flicked his tail angrily perching next to the tomes again.
Writhing Within
“I am a grotesque man.” Torban sat at the table waiting for the response to his statement dropped into the council meeting. He had been saying some such variation for weeks and suspected their reactions now.
Releasing Magic
Tremen shook his head as if jarring his thoughts back into order. An order which Kernel’s simple demand had dashed. Tremen had never retreated but did before this onslaught.
Hunting Magic
Tremen tromped his way out of the sorceress’s tower. The green fields looked the same as when he had pushed his way into the tower, oblivious to the spells his presence had triggered. Or the plants where. The animals had fled.
Chasing Magic
Tremen followed the sorceress as she fled up the stairs. “Help me, please?” he cried. His voice echoed off stone.
She paused at a turning and scowled at him. “No.”
Stories Untold
“Once there was a story,” the voice rumbled against her ear and deepest blank hair trailed over her pillow.
Fame’s Master
The wavering light of the candles covered the stage as Alathic strode out from behind the curtain. The crowd erupted into applause before he said his first word. He took long languid strides to the center of the stage.
Strange Times
Jazmine had always listened to the townspeople complaining, saying they live in such a strange time when catastrophes struck. For then the heroes and the betrayers worked together.
Lucky Thought
Detective Sloane peered at the chasm. When she’d signed on to the corps, she hadn’t expected maintaining order would include dealing with alien entities. First, the creature swallowing towns. Now, a species claiming their tech had magnified it.
Unlucky Task
Detective Sloane questioned the prudency of following an unknown entity into an unknown environ, but the space he led her toward didn’t bare the same all-encompassing blackness the creature created.
