Din, Héan, Andron, and Lightness are all related to this entry. It's not necessary to read all of the others, but I would recommend reading Din first. In a small, sunlit room on the fourth floor of the castle, Alana read. On the tenth day of every week, Lora gave the Guardians the morning to themselves. They were free … Continue reading Kelal
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On the Road
The Laws Nameless Goodbye I miss Kana and Telal. It is an odd thought, one which I never had thought I might have. For one thing, I never expected to be away from them. It felt as though I was destined to spend my whole life in Kana’s house, sleeping in her closet. For another, … Continue reading On the Road
Councillors
Even more than some, today's entry doesn't feel like a complete story to me. I wrote it, like many things, to try to explore a genre that I'm not familiar with. I'm posting it even though I don't think it really worked out, because I promised myself that I would be okay with that some … Continue reading Councillors
Loop, Part 4
Trapped, Part 1 Loop, Part 1 Ora: 5 Telline: 4 Staff of Asrai: 4 Bastian: 3 Ryse: 2 Mikael: 2 Jake: 2 Celia: 0 Naleya: 0 Ora had taken him out twice, and Jake had only caught that first glance of her, from a distance, as she had stalked Naleya. Some illogical part of his … Continue reading Loop, Part 4
Philosophical Metrics, Pt. 2
Everything Has a Cost To Bring Silence Philosophical Metrics, Pt. 1 The staff at the hospital had performed admirably in the preparations for Evran. For one thing, the Head Medician had not only found two patients perfect for Evran’s study — Qen, and the comatose man whose energies Evran would use — he had contacted … Continue reading Philosophical Metrics, Pt. 2
Philosophical Metrics, Pt. 1
This entry references characters introduced in Everything Has a Cost and To Bring Silence. Evran, Master Artificer and Servant to the People, congratulated himself for his forethought. From the appearance of the patients and the tired, overworked, poorly-groomed staff, the hospital would be a place rife with aromas which Evran had no interest in smelling. The cloth mask … Continue reading Philosophical Metrics, Pt. 1
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