Short Stories
Loathsome
A familiar world awaits. If he can only reach it, perhaps he’ll remember where he belongs.
Short Stories
A familiar world awaits. If he can only reach it, perhaps he’ll remember where he belongs.
Short Stories
For centuries, Vika has lived alone at the edge of the Desert Dys, where travelers vanish and the night keeps its secrets. Then, from impossibly far away, she hears the cry of a child. She does not know why it calls to her. She only knows that she must follow.
Short Stories
The first man died screaming. The second never had the chance. By the time Skyfe pulled his sword free, the wyvern was already among them. Its wings tore through the trees, scattering leaves and branches across the camp. Men who had fought beside Skyfe for years disappeared beneath claws and
Artifacts
“Recovered in fragments.” No relic has inspired more pilgrimages than the Staff of Lorre. Some insist it was carved from the First Tree, whose roots once stretched through the heart of the Garden of Lorre before the world knew kings, borders, or war. Others dismiss the tale as comforting myth.