I Remember
I drifted without you, craving your sparse letters, drinking in your words. I watched your notes spiral from cheerful, to painful, to numb. You became someone I hardly recognized. Someone I missed, but didn’t know.
Shatterlight
“What is it?” The whispers passed around like nervous glances, unanswered, fading to nothingness. The sky above was ripe with color, mottled blue, black and green. The colors of bruising. Of damage.
Night Hunting
He crouched in the scant shade of an evergreen, water running in rivulets down his cloak. His bare feet were caked in mud and pine needles.
Accursed Waters
The Kardan Ocean: thousands of miles of open sea, uncharted waters bursting at the seams with mysteries, all boiling over with danger. It’s a wasteland of water that swallows ships, turning its floor into a graveyard of twisted, rotten vessels.
She Who Remembers
It had been long—too long—since she had last seen the sun, or even a face unmarred by the grime of the prison. Her body had become a cracked, broken vessel, letting the oppressive prison slowly leech away her mind and soul.
