Lotka Volterra
This wind is too hot. That was the first thought to ever enter my head. I wasn’t even really aware of myself at the time. I just knew that I had to get out…
Shadows of Revsar
Fire danced around Eldarion as he struggled through the burning streets of Veldanar. Why now? How could he have faltered in his watch? The windward was gone…
Leave me alone...
The pounding came again from the door, hammering on the inside of my skull in a most unplesant way. I wanted to hide beneath the covers for as long as…