The Wandering Isle

Absolution

Radarack Berhungdar, Sampyon of Beirshaire, had never felt rage or humiliation this deeply before. Even when pitted against his Ustad,…

“Welcome to the Fountain of Youth!” T’s gaze swept up, studying the broad figure in front of him. He had…

The air was cold and damp. It hung in Elliot Guilderbrand’s mouth as he forced it in and out, trying…

The shot echoed throughout the caverns, freezing Stef’s blood. “Get back,” he hissed, pushing Izza behind an outcropping. He looked…

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