Violently, flashing in and out like a fierce lightning storm peaking through gaps in the bruised and cloudy sky, Sirian’s vision was flickering two very different scenes before her. Though her feet kept moving, lamely struggling down the poorly laid path leading away from the cathedral, she felt another emotion entirely as her mind cast […]
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Of Mortals: Chapter Thirty
“Kovarlin! It’s not too late. We can turn this all around. I can feel it, the Goredrinker, stirring in me, waiting to come out and do what he may to change our fates. Help me turn the tides before it is too late,” Mishonrayel hissed up at the cougar who looked dissatisfied to know life […]
Of Mortals: Chapter Twenty-Nine
Erkinan pulsed and quaked in Sirian’s veins until the throb of power was all that seemed to permeate the scene. The drums of war, the anxious heart prepared to kill and sure to die raging with all the intensity it could muster. Her eyes trained on her foes like a hawk on a prairie shren, […]
Of Mortals: Chapter Twenty-Eight
The task had perhaps been hopeless from the beginning and the prospects presented to her no better even with the alleged help from an inside party, yet still, Sirian was reluctant to agree to Kovarlin’s terms. He had his points; Shi’Karil would be dead in moments weather or not Sirian showed her muzzle, there was […]
Of Mortals: Chapter Fourteen
Sirian lit her paw with a globe of sunlight, the action would have hardly burnt much of her Erkinan without day’s light feeding her power, but with it, it may as well have had no draw on her strength. She had Shi’Karil remain beyond the copse with the myter, an argument she only barely won […]
Of Mortals: Chapter Twelve
The midnight procession had begun as a hasty retreat but fell to a slowed, calmed meandering southward. It was nearing dawn as the refugees finally settled safe and sound at the top of a hill on which they could survey all of the land around them. Every single soul who hadn’t yet dropped from utter […]
Of Mortals: Chapter Six
Despite the twisting of ill magic happening just before them, Shi’Karil attempted to carry out the still half-finished spell. The cleansing fire still could work, she hoped; after all, it was what drove the depraved spirit out of dead flesh. Sirian tensed as the blood consolidated and began to form a dome in the center […]
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