mourners

No matter how large or minuscule happiness manifests in Parumora, it would not last in these parts. Shattered, torn apart, stifled. Robbed, even. For anyone to truly be happy here, you needed to rise above the heartbreak, the fear, the idea of your loved ones never coming back but perhaps in...

Sleepless nights were not uncommon on Phorasmos. Wailing spirits and ghosts long since past had the tendency to keep one’s wits about them, and on such a dangerous island it was essential to stay vigilant. Vigilance was simply a state of being at this point for Jin Lolthous. It was as natural to...

Cold mist clung to everything like a child to its mother. Had they not seen the waning light of day before leaving the quiet village of Parumora, it would have been impossible for anyone in the group to have known what time of day it was. Pale light filtered softly through the dense trees of the...