Isemay : Writing

Twenty-nine

Twenty-nine

A Chapter by Isemay


Waking, Kwes felt cold and nauseous. His belly ached as if Tark had given him a beating while he slept. He tried to sit up and someone next to him jer..
Thirty

Thirty

A Chapter by Isemay


Cyran suspected that Odos had used some sort of magic to put Kwes to sleep, the half-elf didn't stir as the older man spoke with the child.“Litt..
Thirty-one

Thirty-one

A Chapter by Isemay


Syreilla held the doorway open and the woman in front of her trembled. “I hate repeating myself. So I’ll start by making certain you under..
Thirty-two

Thirty-two

A Chapter by Isemay


Kwes managed to sit up somewhat to look incredulously at Syreilla as Odos broke into laughter.“If you can make Lady Rook promise to spare people..
Thirty-three

Thirty-three

A Chapter by Isemay


Cyran was in a sour mood as he went to find Syreilla. Mylena didn’t seem particularly grateful for their arrival despite her fear of the Rook. S..
Thirty-four

Thirty-four

A Chapter by Isemay


Syr had her tent set up outside of the stable next to the cart but she was lying on her back on the stable roof looking up at the evening sky. The sou..
Thirty-five

Thirty-five

A Chapter by Isemay


Kwes sipped slowly on the home brewed beer Mylena had grudgingly given him after dinner. He’d slept quite a bit during the day and he wasn&rsquo..
Thirty-six

Thirty-six

A Chapter by Isemay


Syr had tied on a colorful scarf to cover her ears and everything she expected to need was either secured beneath the bright fabric of her dress or se..
Thirty-seven

Thirty-seven

A Chapter by Isemay


In his dream, Cyran was kneeling in front of the altar of the orphanage in Caoria. Brother Somi knelt beside him.“Why would you refuse the divin..
Thirty-eight

Thirty-eight

A Chapter by Isemay


Syr turned to go and before she’d reached the stable the back of her neck tingled as she heard soft but clear, “Thank you, Syreilla the Ro..