Heroic stories never spoke about the journey in between. Though they had left the city far behind, the mostly urbanites group of ne'er-do-wells despised the countryside. Not a sidewalk cafe in sight, nor the rich bastards that frequented it. Only rain, more rain, mud and for a change of...
The Master of the city was a ruler of unusual fortitude and foresight. It was never in question that he was a Tyrant, with a capital T at that- but the real trick was how he managed to remain that way, when everyone of his predecessors died in horrible ways, as the city willed. He ensured that...
It was once said that darkness and cold went well together. But until that particular birth, nobody took into consideration the marriage of ice and sunlight. When the sun crept over the mountains, its light caressed the icicles and created a rainbow plethora of coloration. It turned a snowfield...
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