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  • Under a Swift Sunrise

    The air was crisp and the dew barely settled on the grass when Orthael left the house. He closed the door behind him with just the clink of his chain shirt and took the stairs up onto the wall two at a time - relishing the lightness of foot and freedom of…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • What Is Known

    Malika reflected back on her battle with the deathless. The lesser of the creatures she was able to cut a wide swath of destruction through, banishing them back to Ashmar with ease. The greater deathless - a Gorgon, according to Morduth - that one still t…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • What Is Unknown

    Anger flared inside Malika, and she failed to noticed the light aura of flame that momentarily erupted around her hand, even as Morduth lay by her side, untouched.

    He is right, Mistress, the sword declared. There is much about my own history that even…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Beneath What Is

    Before she could challenge him, he spoke. Quietly, but firmly.

    "Take care with your weapon, swordmaiden. It is more than you know, and less. Much has been forgotten about those that drew it and its kin from the forges, but what survives is enough to trou…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Dreamer Awakening

    Malika woke with a start, sitting bolt upright. Morduth was in her hand, ablaze with blue flame that crept up over her hand and wrist. As always the flame did not harm her. Rather it brought her comfort and warmth, and she reveled in its light.

    Mistress…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Restless Dreamer

    Malika slept restlessly that night. Her sleep was plagued by dreams of shadows and flames, the yellow infernos of building burning. Creatures moved among those flames, casting long silhouettes across the carcasses of homes that had fallen into embers. Of …

    Posted 4 months ago
  • The Magistrate's Confidence

    Merall smiled briefly, letting Deravell's stories of bloodlust and corruption of the spirit slip back into the lower reaches of his memory. She need not know, and at any rate they were only stories. Only the librarians in the Lower Archives and the other …

    Posted 4 months ago
  • The Rusted Blade

    Malika shivered. The events of the night still weighed heavily upon her, and it was difficult to wrap her mind around the loss of her village, the fight with the Lycanders, the destruction of the lesser deathless, and the conflict with the greater deathle…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Starless

    The satellites.

    They should have known when they launched them, battalions at a time. Everything was mathematically planned. No collisions, no crossing paths or degrading orbits. Full coverage. But the little mirrors grew so numerous as to first double t…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Why Pray?

    What is the point of prayer?

    We ask god to make things a certain way that have been what they are all along.

    Please don't let it be cancer

    Please let it be mold and not a dangerous building toxin

    It's not like god miraculously changes it from what it is…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Power over Unbelief

    The reeve waved away his connection to the Flame and gave her a smile that did not quite reach his sad eyes.

    "You are most welcome, child. I'm sorry I cannot do more, but such is our lot as mere men."

    He glanced at Reliath, who was leaning back now as i…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Spark of Healing

    The Archangel of Sparks.

    Malika had heard of this, but she had never actually witnessed it. She had never been a devout follower of the Church, and her local vicar had never, to her knowledge, before summoned an aspect of any of the three Archangels. He …

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Touched by Angels

    Several things happened at once. Orthael and Merall recoiled; even Judgement shifted uneasily in its scabbard. Blood magic was old, from a time long before the first records of the Church. The High Conclave had never formally declared it heresy, though th…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Fire and Flame

    Fire blossomed through her arm, and Malika sucked air between her teeth. Blood spilled onto the sheet covering her, but the coldness in her shoulder suddenly vanished, and she sensed that it was gone for good this time. Blue flame licked up from the blade…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Lost Things: Fester and Rot

    The old crone shuffled along the stacks of Building Ashrack, in no hurry to arrive at her destination. She looked at none of the row letterings, having no need for such things. She had been here many times, and she would be here many more times after. Alw…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Ice and the Fire

    Malika's rise to consciousness was agonizing. She needed more sleep, but her shoulder was like ice. The deathless' grip, it seemed, had not entirely relented, dragging her from the brief respite of unconsciousness.

    She looked for Morduth and panicked mom…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Varenniel's Work

    Orthael was glad to see Merall. He was a fine man, and had always run the magistrate's office with a quiet efficiency.

    "One of the Greater Dead have slipped the halls of Ashmar along with a Lesser host. We were caught up in it."

    "Flame-blessed you must …

    Posted 4 months ago
  • The Night Is Dark

    Malika carried herself through the gateway to Triennell, as the holy man called it. To her it was simply Trien, the next town down from her now desolate village. If only there had been walls... no, she wouldn't think about that. It was too painful, too fr…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Triennell the Merciful

    The walls were indeed manned. As they made their approach, someone disappeared from view and a few more torches were lit along the wall. Moments later, a handful of men with bows spread themselves out on the wall walkway. One of them called out in challen…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Sanctuary

    Malika hesitated just a moment, then nodded. Dawn was beginning to break over the mountains on the horizon, and she knew -- without quite knowing how she knew -- that most of the deathless would either be taking shelter for the day or be banished back to …

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Trespassed Sanctity

    Orthael felt the glow of satisfaction from Judgement, who had spent lifetimes as a wrath-filled harbinger of death. It had dreamed of doing more, indeed feared that it was no longer capable of anything but destruction. The Flame had swept such darkness as…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Room in a Bottle

    "No one loves a clank at midnight."

    The message was scrawled all over the room. The walls, the floor, the ceiling. In the center of the room was a clank, for all appearances in perfect working order, and yet it seemed unable to move.

    Closer to the door,…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Healing Flame

    Warmth spread through Malika like a breath of fresh air. She sucked air in sharply between her teeth. The sensation was almost painful. Heat spread through her, suffused her, warmed her on a level deeper than merely the physical. It coiled around her brok…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • Flamelit Silence

    Despite the situation, Orthael exhaled in deep relief. This, now, was a question that he had heard before. From widows, from parents, from orphans - even, on dark nights, from himself.

    "Oh, swordmaiden. The Flame has always been with you. Through all tha…

    Posted 4 months ago
  • The King in Orange II

    Story is marked as mature

    Posted 4 months ago