“The radiant current, creations yet uncreated? You feel it?” Azru asked once, as she rested her hand on the child’s head while they looked out upon a foggy morn. A cool wind coursed over the bogs and tousled their hair. “That is magic, my dear one. You have the Gift.
“In tight-eyed recollection, she told us of a swordmaster named Bodo Haddenwich, and made mention of the peculiar art he practiced. She named this art as ‘Blitzhau'”
Hello, readers mine. I’m feeling a bit better today. A fortunate change, for it’s today I’ve chosen as the day I’ll throw together some cover art for this leviathan of a book. It’s already formatted for Smashwords, so I hope to have it finished out and submitted to the self-publishing process by the end of […]
In the same vein as my last post, I’m coming back to one of my old favorites again. This’ll be a lot more controversial because I’m going to put an unfixed bayonet between my teeth and charge right into popular advice from other authors. Specifically, established authors with published books and follower counts they could brag […]
–DATA EXPURGATED– –Incoming Transmission: Lambent Halcyon –Lambent, Phasewhisper acknowledges. Odd way to start. You want me to understand something? –On the contrary, my young comrade, I am curious as to your thoughts. –Well… I suppose I’m glad to know the Prophet always cared about martial truth. So much of their identity seems to have been […]