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Torch

The Sun-lander pacing the top of the great wall above Golnir the Bright-eyed was a living insult to all sentries across Ea. No Nord sentry would be so foolish as to carry a burning torch with him allowing it to rob him of his night-sight,...

Three Fates

Guest Fiction piece by Mateusz Płoszczyca Oda, called Twice Cursed, smells the air of the burned southerners’ village. It reeks of fear. Fear of the weaklings, who have dwelt here shorter than an hour ago. Weaklings who could not even survive a day in the Mannheim....