Edge of Story

Malik tried to suppress the faint whirling red of irritation that crawled across his skin as Abraxas dabbed at his arm. A green salve pressed between the cracks that ran along his shoulder, feeling...

Read the prior chapter here Read the first chapter here The group returned, not as conquering heroes, but as survivors. On their day’s journey back, they had traveled unmolested by the deer. Whether it was because they...

Read the prior chapter here Read the first chapter here Valeria woke in the stillness before the morning. Dawn hadn’t quite arrived and she could still see the stars. Beside her, the dying embers...

Read the prior chapter here Read the first chapter here There were clouds on the horizon and Abraxas hoped it wasn’t an omen. He watched them roll towards Verdant like shadows cast across the...

Read the prior chapter here Read the first chapter here Malik struck a sledgehammer against the red-hot piece of metal and the sound reverberated around the blacksmith’s shop. Nova Iren, the blacksmith housing him...

Read the prior chapter here Read the first chapter here Crescent began her morning ritual. She looked into the mirror, at the face that still wasn’t quite hers, at the face that had once...

Read the prior chapter here Read the first chapter here Malik walked alongside the caravan, arms crossed. The gemstones on his right arm glinted a faint yellow. Even with his job protecting the caravan...

Read episode one here: Abraxas woke to the sound of birdsong and wondered when he would see his family again. He emerged from his bed and put on his clothes. If someone had asked...

Read the prologue here There was something in the woods. Valeria couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong, even if others would rather not think of such things. It had been a week...