More Interesting

There are rules, in this world, and there are consequences for breaking them. Some rules, like those of physics, are woven into the fabric of the world itself. Some are part of the social contract forged, over time and experience, by beings as they interact with one another. Some are impressed upon us by governing … Continue reading More Interesting →

Cylpher the Righteous

My church cast me aside, but my god had not abandoned me. His power still stirred within my soul, strong and thumming. I felt its coursing strength begging to be unleashed upon his enemies. Through its force, I knew of his desires. His foes must be destroyed, and I was the tool by which he … Continue reading Cylpher the Righteous →

Teacher, Teacher, Teacher, Pt. 3

Teacher, Teacher, Teacher Pt. 1 Teacher, Teacher, Teacher, Pt. 2 Gleam pushed a table in front of Colomb’s unmoving body, then placed Listener upon it. At Evran’s request, Gleam had carried the new golem. Listener was ambulatory, but with its small size and short legs, it moved quite a bit slower than the rest of … Continue reading Teacher, Teacher, Teacher, Pt. 3 →

Teacher, Teacher, Teacher Pt. 1

Everything Has a Cost, To Bring Silence, and Philosophical Metrics, Pt. 1 and Pt. 2 all feature Evran and Gleam. This story follows events seen in Abandon. "Teacher, Teacher, Teacher," Evran said, his foot bouncing jovially. He steepled his fingers, tapping their tips together as he had seen villains do in stage plays. "What a profound mess you've made of … Continue reading Teacher, Teacher, Teacher Pt. 1 →

Whisper, Part II.5

Whisper in the Night Whispers, Part II This was originally meant to be part of the same entry as II, but unfortunately I ran out of time yesterday. My apologies for the brevity of both. This was, obviously, a weak plan. I had no idea how she operated or what the mechanics were of her … Continue reading Whisper, Part II.5 →

In the Aerie

I have spent my whole life in the company of my mother’s kindred. Of all the life in the aerie, only the plants do not share her lineage. They are, instead, kindred of her brother Krrgotst, for base plants would not survive up here, pressed against the ceiling and eternally tousled by the winds that … Continue reading In the Aerie →

What Was Lost

There was once a dragon who loved beautiful things. As a youngling, in his first years of life, he loved to collect stones. He liked smooth river stones the best, polished by years of water and sand, because he liked the way they shone in the light, especially when they were wet. He kept them … Continue reading What Was Lost →

Chimes, Pt. 2

Chimes, Pt.1 I am not a very good smith. This is the sort of thing I think about in the dark of night, alone on watch with only a sleeping Tesehr and a quiet Cobalt for company. I’m not actually very skilled at smithing, despite all the practice and effort I put into it. I … Continue reading Chimes, Pt. 2 →