Tag: Early Friday morning


  • The worst of nightmares

    The light glowed green around him in the deep forest, filtered through the many layers of leaves. A cool, damp wind gave him a slight shiver, and the strong scent of damp, old wood dominated his senses. Zion could hear the voices of faeries, their lilting …

  • The Kings Arrive

    [[:chick-mcdruidson | Tessara]] and the Prophet sat tall on [[:lupo | Lupo]] as the great cat stalked back and forth, several of the Nomen Mosh leaders around them. A quarter mile away, on the crest of a low mesa, sat the Mistmarcher army, arrayed still …

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