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Dante’s incredulity died on his tongue as a voice rose up from behind him. He didn’t turn to see where it came from, not yet, he was familiar with naysayers and doubters alike. He knew how he looked, and he knew he was too fresh faced in this city of magicians and soothsayers to warrant anything...

Dante sucked his teeth as he took in the city of Elbion. The spires that stretched skyward seemed to reach for their pieces that still hung in the air. The visage was poetic, if you liked that kind of thing. The city looked other worldly to him. He’d spent his entire life in the sands staring at...

This page depicts the sad origins of Dante Storta.