Edreimlecheth’s First Christmas (P4 of 5)

Chapter 4 Candles stood at every table, turning the darkness to a warm dimness and marking that dimness with a score of yellow stars. It was a minor decorative change, but it made a big difference. One of my companions must have spoken to the denizens of this storm sealed cavern, or maybe Sareash hadContinue reading “Edreimlecheth’s First Christmas (P4 of 5)”

Edreimlecheth’s First Christmas (P3 of 5)

Chapter 3 -Edreimlecheth I had a familiar sinking feeling in my chest, salted with just a hint of burgeoning rage. I was alone now. Sareash and the rest had all left me here alone in this place. It stunk of tree needles.  “Happy holiday.” I said to myself, loud enough to get a side-eye fromContinue reading “Edreimlecheth’s First Christmas (P3 of 5)”

Edreimlecheth’s First Christmas (P2 of 5)

Chapter 2 -Trog The sign above the inn said “The Green Scorpion”. I was the first one inside. It smelled like mead and dried leaves. I didn’t hate the smell, but didn’t love it either. It was dimly lit. The staff hadn’t lit up the night torches, but the clouds and the snow blocked outContinue reading “Edreimlecheth’s First Christmas (P2 of 5)”

Edreimlecheth’s First Christmas (P1 of 5)

This is a holiday vignette set in the world of The Kingdom’s Disdain. It takes place between the events of The Nature of the Beast and the upcoming novel Hounds of Ruin. It’s just a little slice-of-life segment I pieced together. I enjoyed writing it, and I hope you enjoy reading it! Happy holidays, whether you areContinue reading “Edreimlecheth’s First Christmas (P1 of 5)”

Feast of Lights (Final)

Chapter 4 And behold, Bal’zomest, the Great Dragon, granted the child’s mothers a glorious gift. Each of the women had a vision, revealing unto them all the wondrous things that the boy was destined to do. However, the mothers were afraid, and prayed and beseeched the dragon, “Please, the things we’ve seen are too greatContinue reading “Feast of Lights (Final)”

Feast of Lights (P3 of 4)

Chapter 3 The three sorcerers offered the child three gifts: a staff of white wood, a scourge of black iron, and a cape of golden silk. His mothers took these things and locked them away, until the child Turin was old enough to study the arcane.  -Book of Law and Promises “Aye, Cardinal, Memue!” WhenContinue reading “Feast of Lights (P3 of 4)”

Feast of Lights (P2 of 4)

Chapter 2 And so it was that in the fifth year of Drishar, King of Thasia, there were three sorcerers, all elderkin; Xiahesh of the bright elves, Crothshev of the dark elves, and Daleen of the forest elves, and they beheld a new star in the sky, which gleamed at the tail of the dragonContinue reading “Feast of Lights (P2 of 4)”

WD 136 “Aphelion”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Aphelion Widen the circle The range of influence, cellular signal Fire, water, earth, wind And the invisible presence  A light in a darkness A glass of hot liquid that smells like cinnamon Even roaches die of old age But never the man with the bag SoContinue reading “WD 136 “Aphelion””

WD 133 “Winter Secret”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Winter Secret The severed fingers point upward, toward the sky Clock hands, keeping time and watching the seasons No one knows the day or the hour But I’m bound by a wreath of timelessness  Holiday wrapped, kept at bay And I want to sing, like theContinue reading “WD 133 “Winter Secret””