Sif nodded, closed her eyes, and took a few breaths. She realized how tense she was, and relaxed. The weave revealed itself to her. She saw the magiker watching her, their power a whirlwind around them. That gave her an … Continue reading
Friend and contributor Nasa is back, and truthfully, back earlier than I expected. (This is a good thing!) Though Luke 2 is a fitting and traditional reading for Christmas Day, I like to try to put a twist on things … Continue reading
They continued upward. Sif had been on her feet all day, and now she felt a burning in her legs. Rasmussen continued indomitably. Finally, they came to the end of the passageway, stepping into a large, circular room with a … Continue reading
Baltasar Rasmussen led Sif through a door to their left, then up a gently-sloping curved passageway. “Where are we going?” she asked. Rasmussen glanced at her over his shoulder, bushy eyebrow once again poking skyward. Sif got the sense he … Continue reading
Sorry for the late post. Now scheduled: three weeks of Sif’s adventures in student life, plus a special bonus Christmas item.
They passed through the gate. The grounds were littered with obstacles: netting strung between poles to their left, large rocks to their right, and more which Sif could only glimpse. They entered the spire through massive double doors, and Sif … Continue reading
Sif followed Falthejn out of the School of Conjurers, blinking in confusion. “Didn’t you know that was going to happen?” “I thought it would go another way,” Falthejn replied. “How often does that happen?” “More than you might think.” “‘No, … Continue reading
I’m on the record as quite liking Sif; she’s an enjoyable character to write, and I’ve long wanted to revisit her story. Late in November, I hammered out a few thousand words for her, which will run over the course … Continue reading
It just figured he had managed to find a change of the watch. Now he had to wait out the men coming back in. Sure enough, after a few minutes more, they came in through the same hatches their colleagues—or … Continue reading
Since I’m working on a story for submission to an anthology, and submissions close at the end of this month, we’ll be pausing The Panamanian Idol until the new year. Unlike all of my previous absences, though, I have written … Continue reading
