Commentary, The Nighttime Visitor No. 9
Sorry it’s late. I didn’t have Internet access when I thought I would today.
Sorry it’s late. I didn’t have Internet access when I thought I would today.
Eirik blinked, nonplussed, and the man was gone. He spent the rest of the day deep in thought, and over the evening meal saw that his mother was watching him more intently than all the portraits on the walls put … Continue reading
Human culture had developed in a land of long winters and little daylight, and even when it found itself transported to a land of mild winters and sufficient daylight during the long servitude to the elves, it had not changed … Continue reading
As the sun inched down toward the horizon, Anja walked along the boulevards of the High Quarter toward the Guild of Aeromancers, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth. So far it had been a day of ups … Continue reading
They’d been on the road for half a tenday before the aspirants began to tire of each others’ exclusive company. It was a gray, shadowless day, and rain fell in sheets to muddy the road. The horses were having a … Continue reading
The sun rose to find Eirik out of bed and already making preparations to leave. He had decided to leave most of the finery he preferred behind in favor of travelling clothes—brown shirts and trousers, mostly, with an overcoat and … Continue reading
Rakel had immediately discarded the idea of working for one of the larger gangs. For one, the stunt she had planned wouldn’t work as well on them, and for another, if there was some sort of metaphorical—or, for that matter, … Continue reading
Rakel would have liked to take the next day off, too, and let her new collection of bruises turn slightly less interesting shades of yellow and purple, but in her estimation she couldn’t afford it. She was, after all, putting … Continue reading
“What? Why can’t he?” said Anja. She felt herself getting angry. “He’s been nothing but a help through all of this.” “There are rules, aspirant, of which Hans Georgsson was informed—” Mikel began. Anja didn’t let him finish. She turned … Continue reading
“Thank you,” Anja said. “Looks like we’ll get to trade stories after all,” Liam replied. “Do you do do this often?” “Almost every day,” Liam said, taking his weight off his staff and flipping it once, end over end. Elisa … Continue reading