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Prologue "I am sorry, that is how it has been since I can only remember. I did not make up the rules. Besides, raising a child would be a seri..

Some say that the moon is like a mirror to the sun. That sun uses the moon to cast light even at night, when it would be powerless otherwise. T..

The knife slid easily through the flesh as a skilled hand guided it. The lass took the chunk and threw it on the grate. This early the inn was..

They had entered Preslav’s hut, which was conected to the village hall from one side and indirectly, through a garden wall, with the tem..

At the night of his departure, Velrad stopped his horse under an old oak. Piercing gaze of the crow sitting on one of its branches felt strang..

She was relieved and thrilled at the same time. Everything went so well for her suddenly. She got rid of so many people without any consequenc..

As the night approached, when all had left, Baldimera went to check on Lada. She had no idea what to do once she’s out of the inn, but s..

She set out into the autumn night. Basket in her hand, light breeze playing with her hair, leaves rustling under her feet, she was striding li..

“You are here already?” called Lada from the kitchen. Baldimera didn’t bother with knocking since Lada was expecting her, an..

“That accursed plague has killed quarter of my bloody people!” Preslav shouted, “But it wouldn’t have been so if it we..