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Shimmering Claret

Shimmering Claret scanned the horizon, taking in the grey restlessness of the sea. Below, the waves of roiling, grey-foamed peaks crashed against rocks at the base of Drosera Boreas Spire. Abused coastline bore this eternal punishment with the same grimness that it had for centuries....

Summons

"You and your antics Hugh, don’t tell me that you really wish to fight on foot, it’s not a proper way for a proud Galanian noble. Do you intend to drag your feet through the mud with the commoners?“ “You wouldn’t believe how it improves men’s...

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....