We are all putrid in the end. Beauty is ephemeral as a snowflake is in the summer. As ephemeral as a singular lightning bolt in a storm.We cannot hold..
In a land far from our own, the world is being ravaged by the Morautia empire in the search to satisfy the Emperor's greed. Rebellions are mounting, b..
A burning legend from a burning lady, delivered in a dream.To save the light, and make wrongs right, cut away the seams.A tale of old, of legends unto..
The new day dawned slowly as Kortlig stamped out the remains of the fire. The sun was just peeking over the horizon as they gathered their supplies an..