I cast a last glance at the army arrayed before us and return my attention to Melusine. I note in passing that she feels like a Master now, though weakened as she is, it is hard to tell for sure.
“They trapped you too?”&...
2020-04-08 02:17:03 +0000 UTC View Post183? undisclosed location.
I stroll leisurely alongside the river, enjoying the silence and the feeling of a job well done. Light from gas lampposts illuminates the doric columns of the massive building by my side.
My guard is down, an...
2020-04-01 17:01:06 +0000 UTC View Post
In case you haven't seen it on RR or Discord yet, here is fledgling Ari not letting despair get to her. This was paid by your donations! Thanks so much.
2020-03-29 17:30:40 +0000 UTC View Post
The Sweet Sunrise docked without issue. Nobody challenges us as we walk down the gangway, which should not be happening. I was joking earlier, but perhaps it is true. They may all be dead. Without a word, the Knights and thei...
2020-03-29 15:56:15 +0000 UTC View Post
The veil of thorns parts. I move past the fog with all the speed I can muster, not believing my own instincts. For a moment, I see nothing, hear nothing, yet I do not slow. Eventually, the mist fades and I find myself in a clearing. W...
2020-03-26 02:49:37 +0000 UTC View Post
The Sweet Sunrise paddles lazily forward across murky water as I make my way to her deck. She is rather small as steamboats go, though no less majestic for it. The novelty of this experience has not worn off yet, and I enjoy ...
2020-03-21 16:11:41 +0000 UTC View Post
The dining room. Achilles is trying to look serious with his freshly grown adolescent beard. Papa’s eyes are full of mirth and my aunt Catherine’s are full of pride. Her husband Roger smiles peacefully as he eyes ...
2020-03-16 16:37:25 +0000 UTC View Post
Lambert’s blue eyes are the cold of the deepest ice as he steps towards me with barely contained fury. I take my spear out and twirl it casually. We will come to blows but I wouldn’t mind talking a bit before that. Time is on my s...
2020-03-11 05:34:34 +0000 UTC View Post
September 22nd, 1833, Marquette.
The council room is stunned into silence after hearing my revelations. Ten years ago, I would have been ridiculed for stating those facts in public, in front of a ruling ass...
2020-03-09 05:47:13 +0000 UTC View Post
September 4th 1833, Marquette.
I awake in the darkness. As usual.
I slide the sarcophagus’ lid open and make a note to oil the hinges. The blasted thing already looks too much like a coffin, no need to have it creak omin...
2020-03-05 01:59:40 +0000 UTC View Post
All the remaining mortals, a dozen people including Meritt, gather around us to witness our untimely argument. I frown at Nami’s display. Our arrangement is clear, she may be my elder and a Master but as long as the yea...
2020-02-29 11:27:24 +0000 UTC View Post
This night, I wake up to a strange ceiling. Vampire minds are instantly clear and I am spared the instinctive panic of one who comes to, in an unexpected place. Instead, I decide to take stock.
The guest quarters are a set of tw...
2020-02-27 07:05:35 +0000 UTC View Post
As I walk across the circle, I sense power beneath my feet and realize what is happening. The untrained mages outside are not casters, they are fuel.
Semiramis is casually channelling a spell that will change the world, sitting ...
2020-02-20 02:42:47 +0000 UTC View Post
The removal of minorities from Marquette goes without trouble, the few concerned individuals already resolved to their fates. The Dream as well as the main street are exempt, which makes my establishment even more popular among travel...
2020-02-14 03:21:21 +0000 UTC View Post
The strange ship bobs on the waves of an endless ocean. Above there are no clouds, only a sky without stars and the quiescent tendrils of the Watcher. The ship is small enough that I can operate it, yet still large and threatening...
2020-02-09 05:36:20 +0000 UTC View Post
First comes a wave, then the feeling of being compressed, like under a cosmic rolling pin. The blast sends me into the air like a ragdoll. Up becomes down, down becomes left and earth is in the sky. For a moment, I feel lost, the cert...
2020-02-03 15:55:49 +0000 UTC View Post
I immediately recognize the visiting mage. Her hair color is more intense than I remember, reminding me of Sinead’s true form. The rebellious girl has turned assertive and her beauty is now that of a mature woman, calm and composed....
2020-01-29 15:02:01 +0000 UTC View Post
I dodge a clawing motion then another, stunned at what I see.
So weak.
Ogotai is pitifully slow, his movements jerky and inefficient. I feel like I am fighting a drunk child. Were rogues not supposed to be particularly dan...
2020-01-24 13:58:23 +0000 UTC View PostA few days ago I cashed out the Patreon earnings for the first time since I started writing. The total was just over a thousand USD and I could not be more grateful for your support. I quit my job for unrelated reasons in December and this is alre...
2020-01-17 17:45:18 +0000 UTC View Post
I awaken to moans of pain and the coppery scent of congealed blood. My hands find the sarcophagus’ opening mechanism and the lid opens without a sound.
Something went wrong. We are still a day away from the prison, and from an...
2020-01-17 17:29:24 +0000 UTC View PostSinead plops on my comfortable mattress and extends his arms with a satisfied smile.
“That’s my bed!”
“And it saddens me to see it go to waste. Goose feathers, the best one can find in this sad plane.”
I massage the bri...
2020-01-12 15:18:55 +0000 UTC View Post
Behind the Dream, two minutes on foot eastward, one can find a small shop called the Seamstress Union. Every month, a cart makes the rounds of nearby farms to drop off spools of cotton thread and pick up finished cloth. The best are d...
2020-01-06 22:13:44 +0000 UTC View Post
September 1813
Message to Isaac of the Rosenthal.
Metis is well.
Marquette, IL.
A.
December 1813
Milady,
After reviewing yo...
2020-01-03 19:09:52 +0000 UTC View Post
I slowly make my way to a flat piece of ground and sit down.
I feel tired, in a bone-wary way that I did not think possible. The pain of asphyxiation has mostly abated with the death of the Herald but the many wounds I collected...
2019-12-28 23:25:02 +0000 UTC View PostI lean against one of the corners of the tent and breathe in vain. Isaac takes a step forward, as if to help, then shakes his head in shame.
“I will not go against direct orders <...
Instead of asking me to wait, Venet’s two sentries bow smartly and lift the flap of the command tent. I find Isaac sitting at a desk busy making notes, and he stands up as soon as I enter.
“Ariane of the Nirari, a capita...
2019-12-15 20:42:08 +0000 UTC View PostNormally I keep communications here at a minimum but there are officially a hundred people supporting me and that means a lot to me. I am flattered beyond words. So there, please accept the expression of I'm super grateful. And chapter 46 should b...
2019-12-14 12:35:35 +0000 UTC View Post
I sprint up the cliff to the best artillery expert we have. Behind me, fiery flowers bloom in the midst of our encampments, forcing the remaining men away from their cots and their weapons. Already, a layer of cloying black smoke cove...
2019-12-11 10:22:44 +0000 UTC View Post
Perhaps due to my deep concern, or simply by chance, I find myself at the heart of my mental palace. The Watcher’s tendrils float outside, more animated than usual. The fire in the master bedroom’s hearth brings no co...
2019-12-07 04:12:35 +0000 UTC View PostAfter Dalton had his fun, Loth takes over and get us moored or anchored or whatever it is called to the Clarkson Cove pier. Nobody in the tiny port town even reacts to the obvious signs of battle damage and I am reminded that this nation is at war...
2019-12-02 04:47:40 +0000 UTC View Post