fae wars

Raphael landed with a hushed whisper of leathery wings in the midst of a small grove of orange trees. The sweet smell of citrus flooded his senses as he cast his eyes about the shadows in search of either of his brothers who had agreed to meet him here. On any other night, on any other visit to...

To the northern mortals, there was a great storm coming in from the Barrow Strait. Lighting struck the ground, thunder rolled over snow capped hills. It was all an illusion. Below those storms the fae of the Night Court clashed. The civil war for the court that had been raging for many years...