The Ice Father is a sequel to a previous short story called The Ice Mother, also available to read for free. An army of angels at our front, and one of devils at our backs. And both of them have come for us, Eleanor and me. She is no princess of mere ice and snow, […]
Speaking to the dead is a bit different then just listening to them. To speak to them, I have to go into this other realm that’s right over the living one. Here, I get to be somewhat ghost-like. I look like an apparition, and so do the dead souls as we’re all surrounded by a […]
I know three things about myself, and considering the fact that I don’t remember my life from before I died (the first time), that’s always sounded pretty good to me. First, I know I like the feeling of money on my face, and second, I like using that money to buy bullets, particularly those meant […]
“When have we ever been lucky? Lucilla Indu Nero, 448 A.C.A. “I fucking hate tunnels, I hate rocks, I hate stupid tunnel echos, I hate nasty swampy smells, I fucking hate them!” Lucy screamed as she stumbled into the light. She and Astrid had been walking so long that the pirate had begun to believe […]
“If you keep placing limits on what one should say, you will hear nothing at all.” The Presence, 448 A.C.A. When they first left the Icy Pearl Isles, Quintus and Jack had much time to talk alone, and yet they rarely spoke a word. When they hit the Secan shoreline and had to trust in […]
“Sometimes we must make do with where we want to be.” Chief Alabasta of the Hotun, 448 A.C.A. Stealth was supposed to be the unquestionable hallmark of an assassin, but in recent days Malum had found his abilities and those of his shadows lacking. Tonight, he could not fail. He had promised his allies that […]
“Fight me then, if you’re ready to die.” Kion Smoulder, the Aurora Knight of King Mightus, 448 A.C.A. The trip back to the Icy Pearl Isles should been days at best, but when you have a Stormguard of the Wind powering your sales, you can reduce days to hours. Hours were still too long. Astrid […]
“You’d always think little of a journey if you jogged in place.” Astrid, 448 A.C.A. There was the smell of the ocean, and there was the scent of the water spraying all around you. As the aptly named Little Stinky trailed its wings just over the ocean’s surface, slicing through a few waves, Astrid basked […]
“You can’t tell the truth and hide from it.” Lucilla Indu Nero, 448 A.C.A. Whip. My flight is done. Malum’s wings gently set upon the ground inside the forest, right at it’s edge. The forest rested next to the beach, and rose high enough to hide his quick descent and silent landing. As he stepped […]
“There are no wings on this planet that weren’t meant to fly… except for penguins, they’re weird.” Azukai Mófǎ-rie , Archmage of Susanna, 253 A.C.A. Escaping out of the castle was easy. They anticipated that escaping from Shadestown would be much tougher. “They’ll have all the main roads blocked,” Jack warned them as he hugged […]