Lordaeron. Honestly, it’s kind of a pisshole. But then, I guess after being buttfucked by the Forsaken for years, what do you expect? A figure sat, crouched on a dead white branch; the pine had long since succumbed to sickness and death. Dark was the night, starlight and moonlight both smothered by clouds, and she […]
Related: Overlap, Twilight, Autumn Red, Grasp ((Been writing this string of stories at a snail’s pace, mostly due to a block on my part. But special thanks to @zenru45 in the #trgn-writers in Discord (.iam writer) for reviewing this journal. Helped me get it out of my head and finally out the door.)) —- Her hands […]
Her eyes dry and cheeks pinched from a night of tears, Idella gathered the last reagents in her bag, stood in the doorway, and swept her eyes across her shop for the last time. Every bottle, scroll, and book was perfectly set in its place. A note for the landlord and a bag of gold […]