Category: Fanfic

The morning light that interrupted Shiun’s dreams was so similar to the light of healing aether that she almost expected to see the faces of her friends gathered around her when she woke. Instead, the ceiling of her room at the Baldesian Arsenal greeted her, and a glance around showed that she was alone. There…

She could not look in the mirror. Even now, safe in her room in Sharlayan, Shiun could not stop thinking of all that had unfolded in Garlemald. And the moon. But particularly Garlemald, when Zenos had taken over that which she had thought inviolate. She shuddered, wrapping her arms around her chest defensively. Fandaniel was…

The dark of night had spread across the Crystarium by the time Shiun dragged herself back to her suite at the Pendants. The elf standing at the desk seemed to have been drifting at his post, because he started when she walked past him, and immediately straightened. “Welcome back, Mistress Aeternas.” She offered him her…

The sun was setting when Shiun left the camp with her towel and soap in the direction of Silvertear Lake. Her tail lashed behind her as she made her way cautiously through the terrain, its sharp movements belying her calm gait. There had been too much of G’raha Tia that day. Too many moments when…

G’raha awoke in pain. Not a sore muscle or a cramp, but the sharp, persistent pain of injuries – felt most keenly on his back, but in varying capacities all over. As his mind cleared, he noticed that his arms were bound behind him, face planted into the cold floor upon which he was laying.…

Brynne’s heart was pounding harder than she’d ever thought possible as she approached the doors to Syrcus Tower. They rumbled open as soon as she held up her precious cargo – the soul vessel containing the Exarch – allowing her to walk past and enter. As they boomed shut behind her, though, she had to…

The following weeks were some of the best of Brynne’s life. Though she did return to the Source, it was with the feel of the Exarch’s lips still fresh on hers, and the memory of his loving smile still sharp in her mind. There was an uneasy quiet over the battlefield there, and so she…

They migrated shortly after, to the smaller room that the Exarch had chosen as a bedchamber. The bed showed little sign of use, but it was far more comfortable than the Ocular floor. After they had cleared it of books, of course. “I’m afraid you have me at a disadvantage,” the Exarch said ruefully as…

The adrenaline from the fight with Emet-Selch didn’t fully leave Brynne until after she’d swum to shore from the Tempest. The battle itself had left her with mixed emotions. She felt some sympathy for him, getting a taste of the raw suffering and anguish he had experienced. And as unnerving as it was, she had…