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Four days had elapsed since the fall of the Broodmother. Since a reunion most unexpected. Since his world had changed, and perhaps not fully for the better. Still, it had been four days since he felt like himself again, and Cain was ready to start working again. Beyond whatever the factions...

3 She couldn’t sleep. Of course she couldn’t. … Cain blinked. It wasn’t his shift yet, not in Terrasphere, but her room was closing in too far, and his dreams were too real to be enjoyed. He didn’t want to gamble on lucidity, not when even a happy dream would hurt. Oblivion was distant in...

Star Heights. A natural barricade that pierced the clouds themselves. Of all that the Tertus Valley offered, this was perhaps what offered the greatest promise as to what laid beyond the Edge of Tomorrow, beyond the Calamity Deep. On clear nights, the stars were rumored to be so near and clear...

While one may presume that an Applesun Village specialty would feature Applesun Apples and be made in Applesun Village, with neither the specific apple nor the specific village in question, one had to reconsider such plots. Apples sweeter than honey could perhaps be temporarily substituted by...

'The Top of the Afternoon.' A seven story tall building designed in a manner that almost looked to be an exaggeration of the rest of the buildings in Finweald. Its arches were higher than others, decorated with engravings of the miracles and stories of popular deities. Its width was narrowered...

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An overnighter with her parents in Boston, a can of cold coffee to start the day off painlessly, and a three hour drive up to the coast of Maine. Being able to do such things was what undoubtedly made freelance work so pleasant…though in this case, Danielle just had a bit of a dry spell in terms...

The Silver Willow Tavern had changed, as all taverns do. The lustre of its silver spooned years had fallen off to a muted, dull gray, its patrons seeking more lavish establishments as the fashion of the grand capital of Falderen changed. Shadows loomed thickly over the smouldering embers of the...

He opened his eyes and found the sky. It was blue. Blindingly so. A picturesque blue imitating the colors that a painter would use. So real that it became fake once more, as if he was viewing a canvas expansive and overwhelming. He reached out towards it, closed his fist. But his fingers...