Jonas Blake | March 29, 2009
Llara pushed her way through the undergrowth at the edge of the woods with practiced ease, into the large field between the woods and the tiny village of New Rinsdale. The villagers kept the field meticulously clear of anything that reached above knee-high, and as much as Llara loved the forest, she understood their reasoning. [...]
Jonas Blake | March 22, 2009
He landed hard, on flat stone. The impact jarred his hand, and the stone bounced out, leaving his fingers tingling, but otherwise normal. At the same moment he was enveloped in a sudden whirlwind of sound and rushing air, as though he had suddenly opened a window in a speeding train. The impact of the [...]
Jonas Blake | March 15, 2009
A gust of wind whistled through the mountains, bringing with it the first real cold of winter. The trees had already anticipated the change, and had changed themselves accordingly, their leaves turning to brilliant colors, reds and oranges and purples. It was as though the trees felt the oncoming of winter and were becoming a [...]
Jonas Blake | March 8, 2009
Gorion ka’Vardin ran. He darted through the ancient forest, faster than any normal man, fueled and sped on his way by the spells he had cast. He made no more noise than a night-hunting owl, and looked like nothing more than a shadow flitting through the deeper shadows of the night. Hidden by magic, he [...]
Jonas Blake | March 1, 2009
“Master,” came the soft voice. “Master, they come.”
Lord Kilitherananonillifaratha blinked, his awareness returning completely from Har Lithim, the Waking Dream, and he looked at his servant. The human was kneeling before him, as was right and proper, and looking up at him. The human’s face was filled with worry and concern for his Master, [...]
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