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  • Finding Gratitude, Part 4

    Lana stared at Nahc, very confused. The crow-boy wasn’t looking at her, so much as he was…strutting. He walked up and down the rooftop. “Mmmh! Bah! Zabba-dee, zabbi-doo, you can’t hear it, Wing?” “Wing?” Lana asked. “The music, wing, the music!” Nahc spun on a taloned foot, and crowed to the sky again. “The wind soaring through the buildings, whistling through new ruins and older successes that stand in defiance, it makes a melody that […]

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  • Finding Gratitude, Part 3

    Darkling           Just keep moving upwards. A mantra that had always served Lana well. Danger was on the ground, where she could be seen. The girl dug her claw into the stone, and clutched the edge of the building. It wasn’t one of the great structures, but still a ten-story building, more than double what she had generally seen before Gratitude. Lana crawled onto the roof and away from the ledge before she let herself […]

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  • Finding Gratitude, Part 2

    My name is Emelia, and I am the Green Witch. I have power over magic, and I am a heroine for justice. I was also at the moment running scared for my life from five policemen. The troll partner of the policemen I had apparently…subdued, was leading the charge, followed by a couple ogres, something I had never seen before that looked like a bird-man, and a very fast dwarf. All of them looked furious, […]

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  • Dance Through the Formals

                 If I just killed everybody, I would have absolute power.             That’s what it would take, dear no-one. No one able to do anything that could possibly be contrary to my wishes. Pile up the corpses in amusing ditches, or freeze them in my atrium, to better remember the sight of another human being.             There is a certain appeal. I could terrify the beasts of the fields, and the birds that dared […]

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  • Finding Gratitude, Part 1

    The Green Witch A scream pierced the night sky. Trouble in Gratitude. The buildings stood stoic, silent to the cries of another in trouble. Hundreds of eyes looked down at the sound of the noise. They found the man, and his attacker, and returned to their own world. None blamed them. The foe was a troll, and burlier than most, well over six feet tall and two hundred pounds. His horns curled around his ears […]

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  • Runes and Songs

    That Lady Rune’s workshop was seldom visited was both unusual and expected. Why anyone would not want to study runes and their application seemed unbelievable. The cryptic alphabet bestowed power upon the inanimate, making wonders out of the ordinary that even the simplest fool could wield with confidence and power. Rune work was also one of the few positions in the Circle of Bel Haven where one could actually make a living. Most areas of […]

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