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A Chapter by Isemay
I had broken this into three large chunks when writing the story, this is the beginning of the second. It is, however, all one story. Which is why I'm..
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A Chapter by Isemay
Geneva was torn between hoping Enolf escaped and that he didn’t. With a Sigil of Baal he had a solid chance, even with whatever deviousness Ilir..
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A Chapter by Isemay
Vraiel nodded, glancing at the two Archangels one of whom was nodding encouragingly, and followed Geneva inside. When she had walked to the middle of ..
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A Chapter by Isemay
Geneva wanted to scream, hit things, run. She was furious and terrified and sick to her stomach from the baffled look on his face when she had said &h..
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A Chapter by Isemay
Azrael chose a short prayer of his own composing. The Aethling required simplicity, purity, and repetition. And though Geneva seemed hesitant when she..
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A Chapter by Isemay
The sun turning the mountains to gold was a sight she could not get enough of. Geneva watched in awe. Before she was ready to tear her eyes away she h..
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A Chapter by Isemay
The common room wasn’t the most well-lit, and with a Sigil of Baal, any shadow would do really. Before his quarry was entirely out of the door t..
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A Chapter by Isemay
They left the cavern a shambles. The wall pulled down in chunks and sent to Orias’ plane of Hell and the rest destroyed. The commingled magics, ..
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A Chapter by Isemay
It was some time later in the day, the late afternoon, that word reached the guard houses of Ilirial. Vraiel and Azrael were being sent for urgently. ..
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A Chapter by Isemay
When Azrael and Vraiel were called urgently to the monastery proper, Geneva had a feeling that something had happened. She took her bag outside and be..
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