A cleric who doesn’t believe in the Divine.A revenant with no memory of his past.A blind elf who hates elves. The following story was adapted from a Dungeons & Dragons
A cleric who doesn’t believe in the Divine.A revenant with no memory of his past.A blind elf who’s on the hunt for, well, elves. The following story was adapted from
A cleric who doesn’t believe in the Divine.A revenant with no memory of his past.A wizard who wants to kill himself or something. The following story was adapted from a
A cleric who doesn’t believe in the Divine.A revenant with no memory of his past.A blind elf looking for her children. Elvish children. As in elves. The following story was
A cleric who doesn’t believe in the divine.A revenant with no memory of his past.A blind elf who doesn’t know she’s an elf and hates elves. The following story was
Colonel Phrónēsis only knew two kings back home. One was a fellow dwarf. The other a solar elf. But flipped over on the table before him were three kings, and
I remember it as if it were yesterday. In fact, it was yesterday. Or so they tell me. At precisely ten-fifteen in the morning, my Alaskan sled dogs had barely
The shuttle kissed the face of the planet with a soft hum. The ramp lowered to the grass, and four short figures descended, the warm afternoon sun glistening off their
“Borolax! For the fifth time now! Answer the bell!” His eyelids lifted like the sunrise. Not that there was one. The horizon was a black sheet with pinpricks of white.
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