Conquest: the Isolated Regent

Conquest: the Isolated Regent

Lifting the Steadfast Insignia up to the face of the storm, the mighty windwall conjured by the force of Kyros’ Edict parted slightly, forming a cone-shaped area absent of flying dust or metal before us. As we slowly advanced, the zone of calm air traveled with...
Conquest: Widening Gulfs

Conquest: Widening Gulfs

Approaching the inner bridge, across which the powerful Edict of Storms raged, we met a small band of Unbroken, the remnants of the Realm of Stalwart’s army, facing off against Disfavored. Taking our appearance as a timely distraction, the Unbroken retreated to...
Stretching Forth

Stretching Forth

After more than 40,000 words spread through 32 fiction posts, I’ve been able to compile a rough draft for what I hope will be my first published novella. Never one to embrace editing—I fully understand its utility and necessity, I just am not practiced or...
Conquest: New Walls

Conquest: New Walls

Having reclaimed the Regent’s artifact and defeated the Banes which guarded it, our small band – Eb, Verse, Barik, and myself – left the cloying gloom of the oldwalls and once again felt the ocean breeze of the Blade Grave. The smells it carried may not have...
MotW: Epilogue

MotW: Epilogue

Tammy woke up under a full moon, on a gravel river bed, looking up at the stars. Turning her head, she saw a tall, black woman wearing a gold necklace, clad in an outdoorsy yet refined outfit. “Tami’it,” her sonorous voice rolled as if thunder across...
MotW: Conclusion

MotW: Conclusion

Roger, Jolene, and Tommy fell bodily into a weird, super-advanced, alien technology shop, far removed from the misty hellscape they left. “Oh god, we’re in the future,” Ismene instinctively. Her protective gear spilled off of her, leaving her naked,...