The deck lurched as the waves rolled the ship, the choppy surf matching the tumult aboard. Every board felt flimsy and poorly set beneath Kovarlin’s claw. It was all he could do to drag himself across the damp planks, trying to find his feet, to quash the fear and doubt of death, and to rally […]
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(USFB): Twenty-Seven: Unreasonable
“In the lands of my fathers, the lands of the Great Syres, we tell a story of your kind and ours,” the lion spoke in heavy timbre that hushed all but the elk’s heart, “Euriphides and Domcreius, the ill-fated brethren born of the sand and born of the salt of the sea. You might guess, by […]
(USFB): Twenty-Six: Blood and Bargain
The tunnel was a winding snake that at times stood tall and wide enough for Razien to walk upright, albeit at a lumbering pace, while at other points, forced him to crawl on his belly like a worm. The foxes ahead of him had an easier time and, when at such points, could go on […]
(USFB): Twenty-Five: Winds of Winters Past
Luck had graced the foxes more than they could ever know. That much was clear as their Northern neighbors made their way to the half-concealed entry that served as the main furrowfare to Seras. Night had swept in, and the lack of fire inspired confidence that the village was still free and clear of violence. […]
(USFB): Twenty-Three: Lingering in Time
Night had come by the time Pulzar returned to his typical perch. So far above the city, nearly as tall as the bell tower, it was the easiest place for him to transition between air to fur once more. Yet, despite how high either structure stood, they paled in comparison to the great tree. His […]
(USFB): Twenty-Two: Shades of Truth
The shutters murmured against an intense out-of-season wind storm that arose from nearly nowhere. However, if it had bothered Amirot, he did not let it occupy much of his mind. In his stasis, suspended in the air like so many leaves winding around the steeple, his thoughts were anywhere but in the immediate. He had […]
(USFB): Twenty-One: The Empire and The Remains
Even from the heights of the split monolith, ancient to a point in which even the most learned of scholars could not tabulate its age, the view of the ceremony was clear enough. The winds rounded about the leopard on the high ledge, his pale gray eyes unblinking against the torrent. Nothing had forced Pulzaricati to flinch […]
(USFB): Nineteen: The Enemy Within
She owed Dulsenor an apology for cursing his name, even if she hadn’t given the comment voice. Hardly could Greshalin justify any animosity towards the puma when he hadn’t much say in the matter. The man’s lack of control among so many others whom the Yerra had bent to his will was not forgivable as […]
(USFB): Eighteen: Incursions
They had come with the night as unexpected as that lurking dark that called the flesh of the last sane caribou home. It was not without warning the Legion poured over hills and forded the Camora, but with the cries of those who thought they might escape the nightmare made flesh. West of the Spire, […]
(USFB): Seventeen: Dormant Sensations
The Jade Tower was the last in the line, nearest to the eastern section of the mountain that enclosed the town. Several stories up, Razien knew he would be looking face-to-face with an aged mirror of himself, one that was infinitely more critical of him than he could be himself. And once more, as he neared that […]
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