The Nature of a Soul
_Disclaimer: Characters are mine, comments are welcome, and I'm not good at writing disclaimers :)_ "Mom, Father Andrews at church doesn't know everything...does he?" Vaelianne asked from her mothers lap, resting her head peacefully to help weave...
Tales of Torrnal: Chapter 8
I awoke groggy and weak to a dark place I hadn't seen yet. Looking around, I could see Jes curled up in the corner of what appeared to be a small hut. She looked fairly rough, like she hadn't slept in days. The hut was simple timbers covered in animal...
Tales of Torrnal: Epilogue
My name is Jeseia al'Tanthis. Daughter of Jeseia al'Kendara and Tanthis. I'm eighteen as I write this and have just finished the training that was set out before me by Granh. I carry with me the only item left of my father, his staff created from a...