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The steady drizzle continued on into the next morning. "You must have been lingering at her grave again," the creature that now called herself Seed Mother commented as the shadow-clad elk stepped into the fungal glade that served as her lair. She reached out with one wooden claw and shook some...

The trees of the Valen wilds blurred by in great clumps of brown and green as Taethiras stepped between them, hardly pausing to breathe or get his bearings in his haste. Even with his ability to stride between the tree trunks, it had taken some time for him to return from the Ixchel Wilds - the...

Long ago, her tree had grown here, in this secluded valley where a stream ran clear and wild; where her laughter had mingled with the babbling waters and the afternoon sunshine. How many days they'd spent beneath that towering yew, bold and forever green, dreaming of their eternity together...

I saw a druid lost in the forest, carrying a sadness like a wound upon her breast, her name cast into the deepest pool. I asked her: Do you not hear the wolf who bemoans his hunger? Do you not taste bitter solitude? Listen, and you will understand your sorrow. You once said - every joy later...

Deep in a cursed wood, I wrote your name upon a stone. I cast our love into a yawning pool, yet still I mourn for you. You, who were supposed to be immortal as I. All that remains of us now is decay. The gods may have forgotten your name, but it will be held forever in this land; this world...

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With a final haughty smile, Vyr shifted his burden to free an arm, which he brought up before him in a flare of darklit magic. His tattered cloak darkened and twisted, as if the shadows beneath it had come alive; the shroud growing around him until it looked like a patch of starless midnight had...

Vyr scoffed, and a wicked grin spread across his face at Zak's request. "You are hardly the first to covet what I possess." His glance turned down to the druid laying limply in his grip; a masterpiece half-finished, an anomaly not yet fully understood. "She has not yet finished the path I've...

"Bold words for one who hides behind his mask and music," was Vyr's only reply to Zakarias's continued attempts to provoke him. Just as aggravating now as then, only his venom was more practiced. Vyr, on the other hand, was tired of pointless games. If his kin moved to do something, then so be...

Vyr narrowed his eyes at the so-called red jester through his tirade. He'd heard similar judgments from other duanann, when he was banished forever from their farce of a court. It made no difference then, and it certainly would make no difference now. His arms, still limned in indigo light...

Vyr took a moment to consider the other fae, glimmering and bright, in perfect contrast to his own power. The visage of a past that no longer mattered; like the psycho-mancer's jibes - ephemeral voices in the rising storm. "Would it be more fitting to allow the mortal races to destroy the whole...

Shadows trailed behind Elinyra like a funeral procession as she plummeted earthward, the rapier's blade still buried in her shoulder. It appeared that the stone and soil would close the final chapter on her life. The ground seemed to have other ideas: an overgrowth of something not quite plant...

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