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Prince of FlowersA Book by IsemayMore noodling. |
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HomeA Chapter by IsemayThe sound of children playing echoed through the late afternoon air, mothers were calling out for their own to return to be washed before the evening .. |
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TimeA Chapter by IsemayBy the time they reached the Seat, and Commander Eshenesra had handed off his horse to be tended, Ianthe had managed to run a damp cloth over Vaeri&rs.. |
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The taleA Chapter by Isemay“Long ago in the hills above the five clear lakes lived a great King with many sons. They were strong and bold, fierce and fiery. All except one.. |
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City of the DeadA Book by IsemayMy brain is entirely made of noodles. Butcher of Vells is the first, Prince of Flowers is the second this is the third. Bits and pieces of a world tha.. |
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Called to CourtA Chapter by IsemayThere are no peaceful soulsWhere the soldier’s daughter growsThough the city of the dead smells so sweetThe keepers of the dead call the names u.. |
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TanricA Chapter by IsemayPrince Tanric was annoyed. It was more than his usual peevishness today, his father King Tannon had sent for the soldier and his daughter. His sister .. |
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Outside the wallsA Chapter by IsemayCommander Eshenesra rode out through the smallest of the city gates. He refused to allow the great gate to be opened with the Meazyr forces camped out.. |
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AshA Chapter by IsemayLieutenant Commander Omedvei had been waiting for his chance. Prince Tanric had told him at the first sign that Commander Eshenesra wavered in his res.. |
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SeedsA Chapter by IsemayTanric had tried to send men to reopen Vells, it was in a strategic location and he wanted the city filled with soldiers again. The few hardy souls wh.. |
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The Gloom Parables: Chapter 1A Poem by 3mptynessPart of many. The things i dwell upon. |
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The Gloom Parables: Chapter 2A Poem by 3mptynessAnother part of many. |
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MalavA Chapter by IsemayMalav turned the long slender black staff in his hands. It was not the blade of his father nor the double headed axe of his grandfather. It was an ins.. |
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CharyicA Chapter by IsemayAnykrocath, the place the goddess of song gathered her blessèd chosen. Or rather the place all with the gift of prophetic song were gathered. F.. |
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TemperA Chapter by IsemayMalav had been ready to kill her. The little thief had stolen his staff, that he hated it made no difference, it was his. She had no right. And then s.. |
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EscapeA Chapter by IsemayCharyic’s arms ached from the unexpected jerk of catching herself on the staff, that her hands hadn’t slipped was a small mercy. It had fe.. |
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