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The blackened gravel of Sheketh crunched under her small, hurried steps, each jolt sending a sharp ache through the cuff at her wrist. Iron. A cruel thing to a fae. Esper’s gaze stayed fixed on the ground, dark volcanic dust and jagged rock reflecting none of the warmth she craved. Her fire...

(Starting December) Royal Palace Thanasis The royal council chamber was unusually silent as the General unrolled a weathered map across the table. Dark red splotches scattered across it, representing outposts that had been attacked across the Borderlands. "Wyverns," he said, his voice tight...

The rain had been relentless for three days straight, the heavy drops conducting the choir of greens amid earthy browns of the thick forest, but it was no longer such a soothing symphony. Katja had not been home in over a month, had not bathed in a warm bath nor slept on bed more comfortable...