Shelby’s legs clanked across the stone streets, the sound clanging like bells in the failing light. It was strange, the little things that brought her joy now. It was amazing that she could walk down this street in a busy town of her own volition and without fear, green magic washing over the buildings she … Continue reading Year 353 A.E., Rotation 43: Fitting In →

The pillar in the center of the temple blinked and beeped and the green light swirled in the sky above the glass roof like a nebula. The devotees of the Giver sat all around him, muttering their prayers, eyes shut or turned reverently to the sky. The priestess sat three seats to his left, her … Continue reading Year 353 A.E., Rotation 43: How To Listen →