Category: Orphen

“It’s perfect!” At the sound of his foster sister’s voice – loud enough to even cut through the music produced by a good-quality discman – Majic Matthew Rin shut his book and looked up through the front window of the car. I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone call a rented cabin perfect before. All…

From ‘A History in Sorcery’: Year 000, The Division In the ages before time began as we know it, the world rested in a state of balance. The Lands of Light and Dark, and the Land of Twilight which separated them, were at peace, for the two great Towers and the holy Temple which stood…

It wouldn’t do; that much, Majic was certain of. The feat was physically impossible; with the amount of junk Cleao had accumulated, there was just no way. The contents of their pack were not going to fit in the drawers the inn had provided. Majic sighed. It was unfair that he always had to take…

“You’re done!” Cleao bounced over, clasping her hands behind her back and beaming at the pot in front of Majic as if it were the most exciting thing she’d ever encountered. “See?” she said brightly, turning her attention to the boy himself. “And you didn’t think it’d be ready in time! You have to learn…