The Mountain Wears a Ring of Gold – Interludes
Master of Forges Kisaan moved across the Central Forge with a slow, liquid grace that stood out amongst the barely-controlled chaos that drove everyone else. The quiet jangle of row after row of medals recognizing her talents and dedication across…
Hope – Part 3
I’d forgotten how nice it feels to have a story to keep me grounded. Happy Holidays everyone. Hope – Part 3 The feed stopped as suddenly as it had started. The image hung in the air, brain matter dripping off…