fiction
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The Mark of Grimtooth
What tattoo do you want and where would you put it? The fire roared in the center of the war-tent, casting massive dancing shadows across hides stretched taut between ancient wooden posts. Grimtooth Skullrender hunched forward on his throne of lashed mammoth bones and ironwood, his massive green-skinned frame dwarfing the goblin tattoo artist who… Continue reading
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Steadfast
What is one word that describes you? Sir Aldric of Thornhaven knelt before the ancient weirwood in the monastery’s inner sanctuary, his armor carefully removed and laid upon the stone altar. After twenty-three years of bearing its weight, he found the absence of steel against his skin strangely disorienting, as though he might suddenly float… Continue reading
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Echoes of Small Praise
What was the best compliment you’ve received? The firelight barely reached the vaulted ceiling of Thromgar’s cave, though the massive hearth consumed entire tree trunks like kindling. Outside, the autumn storm lashed the mountainside with fury that humans would call catastrophic but that felt to Thromgar like the gentle percussion of rainfall against his stone… Continue reading
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The Crossroads of Conveyance
You’re going on a cross-country trip. Airplane, train, bus, car, or bike? Elsbeth Nightsong stood at the bustling heart of Concordia’s Grand Waystation, her travel-worn cloak gathered close despite the warmth that radiated from the enchanted hearth stones embedded in the terminal’s vaulted ceiling. Around her, travelers from a dozen realms haggled with agents, consulted… Continue reading
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The Phoenix General
Trapped in a siege with impossible odds, Commander Lysandra Brightflame unveils a masterstroke of strategy that will turn the tide of war. Victory isn’t a gamble—it’s a calculation. Read The Phoenix General now and witness the battle unfold. Continue reading
