the past

Dreadlord Academy - Roughly Seven Years Ago Every muscle in her body burned and her legs felt like they were starting to wobble. They’d been doing drills for hours now but despite the pain and fatigue she hoped that the Proctors would keep them on drills until at least sunset. Maybe that’d...

A track road in the Allir Reach, sometime in the past... Along the edge of the wagon-rutted road, on the other side of a half-rotted fence, stood a gnarled old apple tree. It was one of the few landmarks of note, in a countryside otherwise dominated by thickets and barley fields. Small, yellow...

Some years ago... A crackle and hiss, warm and emberic as the little tongues of gold and red wriggled and waved, fast with excitement, they ate up the tinder. Wood shavings and pine needles, and cracked open cones. Bebin smiled, and gave the small flame a nod, pleased with fruit of his...