Seeking a Different Future
Cat, the wild-haired girl from the sewers, peered into the dark alley and waved at him to follow before slipping silently around the corner. He darted after then followed her onto the main street leading up to the Gilded Gate, Continue reading Voidwalker: Chapter Three, p14
“So you don’t have any magic?” Shadow seemed surprised, somewhere behind his normal tone of resigned annoyance. “No,” Safira shook her head, not in agreement but because he was wrong. “I wield no magic, but I know mysteries that have Continue reading Voidwalker: Chapter Three, p13
Bor’s nose was itchy and that’s just his latest gripe. This was a waste of time, no matter how you looked at it. He was curled up under a camouflage of branches and leaves that felt like an oven with Continue reading Voidwalker: Chapter Three, p12
The thick tuft of mist lazily drifted onto the lone isle amidst Lake Serên’s calm waters, its white fog rolling onto the stone banks and breaking apart against them. He planted a sandal clad foot on the rock and stepped Continue reading Voidwalker: Chapter Three, p11
The muck and sewage did not overly bother Gethak as they plodded their way through the sewers of the city center (not much worse than the streets outside the Guild; except the stench). Those parts which lay within the old Continue reading Voidwalker: Chapter Three, p10
The forest rushed past all around her as Loriana pushed ahead. Her limbs burned from scrapes and cuts. Her heart pounded in her chest. And her lungs screamed for more air. Yet she could not, dared not, stop running. If Continue reading Voidwalker: Chapter Three, p9
“Impressive,” Shadow commented. Safira replied by retching once again as another whiff of charred flesh blew past them. She was doubled over on the cold stone of a small dock, barely large enough for a single ship of medium size. Continue reading Voidwalker: Chapter Three, p8
The heavy padlock seemed untouched by the ages, holding the armoire securely sealed with its Black Steel and enchanted silver ornaments. Gorm let out a sigh, a quiet lament to the destruction of so fine an object. He hoisted the Continue reading Voidwalker: Chapter Three, p7
Aziz hummed to himself as he strolled along the road. He wasn’t just in a good mood, he was happy. He had purpose again; a clear goal, something beyond just daily life, and he was out on the road instead Continue reading Voidwalker: Chapter Three, p6
Taral was crouching amidst the underbrush, his gaze darting from tree to bush to shadow as he listened to the forest. He was trying to pick out the noise of his quarry from the myriads background sounds of the woods. Continue reading Voidwalker: Chapter Three, p5