Of the many methods of obtaining prophecy in Icaria, none is so revered as the reception of a future from the Sakjeden. The Grove, as...

“You should sleep.” Thorn advised the girls. “We all should. We will not be attacked down here.” Needing little in the way of...

Of the many methods of obtaining prophecy in Icaria, none is so revered as the reception of a future from the Sakjeden. The Grove, as...

The next morning, after Candor woke both her companions, Thorn led the three through the Aiadar. Candor’s muscles were tighter than...

In the early years of the Pax Humanae, when the Citadel had begun turning out witches into the world, there came a time when humans had,...

Candor could smell the sea before she could see it. After the heavy, humid stench of the sewers, the scent of saltwater felt clean. It...

In the earlier years of the second age, after the first Fae Wars, when there was a burgeoning agreement between Fae and humans, the...

As the meaning of this sank into her bones, Candor thought she was going to vomit. She whirled in the little space, taking in the study...

As the diplomacy at the end of the Fae Wars began to take effect, the humans petitioned the Faen to allow members of the human community...

When Candor and Letti awoke, the sun had drifted high in the sky. A greyish light tilted through the domed windows, an early flirtation...

His was a life born of stars That aligned along a seventh son He lived between the western crags Until his eyes looked past the peaks...

“Hello Zorca.” Thorn rocked back on his heels. “I’m in need of a place to stay.” “Of course, dearest blossom, do come in.” Zorca...

Though the Mers sank into common legend, their stories lived on in song. "The Last Love of the Mer" remains a favored song for unlikely...

The wraiths did not revisit. By the time Thorn, Candor, and Letti reached the outskirts of Ome Chaer, they had dismounted, and were...

One of the best known, and saddest, outcomes of the early Fae Wars was the flaming of the central plains in Icaria. The damage was so...

As the sun rose in the sky, the trio remained silent, picking their way along the pieces of sturdier land. Gradually, the travelers...

A song from the early second age, "The Skeleton King" still snakes its way through villages even in the disorder of the third age. ~.~ On...

Candor couldn’t sleep. Her body ached from the tips of her toes to each hair follicle, but she did not dare allow her eyes to close for...

Faen Customs and Culture By Myeira Aslanti Ome Chaer, 1st ed. 997 A.A. Note: later editions have been amended and script added as...

Candor sat in the dwindling light of the evening, her back straight against the smooth carving of the chair. That morning, the trio had...