“The thing could not reasonably be called a blade, or even a zweihänder. It was too big, too thick, too heavy, and much too rough. It was more like a massive chunk of wicked techno-sorcery. Encased by tempered steel, some[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“Do not count what you can gain, but what you may lose. Hope for tomorrow balances on the tip of a dagger. Chipped, it easily shatters.” -From the writings of Sain Ein Laindred.
“Lyrical is the weaving Peacock that plays the loom beneath the full moon. In splendid dance, it sees not where it steps, hoping to learn how to fly. Nearby, the Mockingbird hides behind the cresting edge of the bad moon,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“The Siol Diseider, resolved. Shimmers there, darkness dawns, For a moment unrestrained. Now the room has fallen silent, She stands there smiling, gleaming, attired in red. A moment of glory, a murder of two. Run from the night little child,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
This land is short of mercy, and long in time, Beneath Turmandgang gloating, Ire risen and vengeance sought, Iron fanged and murder bound, Remorse sowed by Umgolanth striding; Those full of spite, Wish for death and dream of peace. –Umgolanth,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…