The Agreement
I feel the wind brush softly against my scales, my wings shifting with a quiet rustle. I stretch out long and slow, my fangs gleaming, my claws sinking just a little into the warm rock beneath me.I feel peaceful. I...
Chronicles
The Black Constellation
This is a continuation of The Chronicles. And although they are numbered as such, I do not deem them as additional chapters of my original writings, but rather a completely new book. Pt. XI The slabs were cold beneath her,...
The Akir’Ischa Chronicles
As is clawed in stone, so are these written on paper. A life described, memories given. Time is often lost or forgotten. To the one reading this; sigh, weep, smile.If there are lessons to be taken, find them between the...