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Regret
The Elder stood on the balcony. From here, he could see nearly all of his lands. The sharp slope of the mountains, capped white with snow, were a contrast to the rolling, green plains and dense forests. But it was all his. He had created all of this, and more. Lanethor was proud of his creations, for the most part. The majestic landscapes, the animals, and most importantly: The people. Their…
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Xeris
Having been bathed and groomed, and now escorted through the corridors of Xeris’ keep, Taric’s stomach was in knots. He had been born and raised under Xeris’ flag, and knew what happened to those who betrayed him. Though Taric had never been this far into Xeris’ fortress, he could tell by the ornate decorations on the corridor walls that they were in the upper levels where Xeris granted his…
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An Audience
Taric had no way of knowing how long he had been in Xeris’ dungeons. Food was brought to him; It could have been three times a day, or maybe two. Or maybe even one. Time had no meaning in this place. His only interaction with the outside world was the bowl of slop that was delivered through a smaller door built into the door of his cell.
As he sat down to eat his latest meal, he scratched his…
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An Unexpected Outcome
Taric awoke in darkness. Sharp pain seared along his side as he drew a breath; The smell of filth and urine nearly caused him to retch. He rolled from his stomach to his back, only to have his shoulder protest. As he took shallower breaths, his chest burned.
As he lay there, his head pounded and thoughts were slow to come. It took him a minute, but he began to remember, He had returned to Xeris’…
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From the Frying Pan...
From the Frying Pan…
From his earliest memories, Taric was aware that he was different. Yes, everyone was different; Anorra did not touch everyone in the same way. Some were immortal, some could levitate objects at will, and others could see the thoughts of others. Those were differences to rejoice in!
Among the children of Xeris, it was called the Gift; How Anorratouched you. It was referred to with reverence, as it…
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The First Steps
“It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.”
In a way, this quote from J.R.R. Tolkien summarizes my journey over the past decade.
Ten years ago, a friend of mine suggested that I consider writing for a living. Initially, I thought it was absurd. But the wheels started…
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