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J'rell's face betrayed only the faintest knitting between his brows, hinting at his disgust. His stomach already churned at the thought of witnessing such cannibalism. Sadly, no people here counted among his friends or family. Those had been claimed by a different age, in tombs much deeper...

J'rell met Vyx'aria's gaze, awaiting and listening in wary silence. Whether it was a warped sense of honour, pride or some personal dictum she venerated, she kept her word. With her voice and an umbral gesture, the night itself seemed to recede its claws, close its jaws and allow a trickle of...

J'rell's jaw tensed. Veins worked below his throat like ship's ropes growing taught with tension. His hand ground into the hilt of his borrowed blade, crunching leather with a faint crackling sound. He had forgotten the brutal savagery of the drow. Now he remembered. The sword raised in his...

J'rell had tried to give them a window of escape. Tried to save them. But like so many times before, he had failed. Once again, the people he sought to protect perished. The captain's blood on the ground scrawled his failure into the skin of the earth, a permanent stain for the gods and heavens...

The confused shadows spawned creatures of the Underrealm, garments and skin merging with the night, only their flashing blades, whipping ash-coloured hair and burning, red eyes giving testament to their presence. He saw them and recognised them for what they were; murderers and slavers with...

Before the medicine woman ever got the chance to answer, a rallying cry splintered the night. Confusion and fear tore Hollowmere Crossing apart. Furor wandered the village. It was a sound he knew well; a sound he had heard many times before. While animalistic anger stirred outside, J'rell's...

Light. First there was stone, and then, there was light. Voices that echoed in that crystalline cave. Voices from a thousand different pasts; voices of family, friends, lovers -- all strangers now, and yet, he knew them, deeper than he knew himself. They tugged at him, urging him to come back to...

By Terese Nielsen.