Shattered Lands

Cheli kicked a spray of gravel off the path and watched it scatter across the trimmed verge. “They’re serving mutton again. I hate mutton. I want honey… [See More on Patreon]

Garris paced the throne room angrily as he waited. He’d been told Maren had entered the city almost an hour before, and Garris had ordered him to report directly to him, and still the man was not… [See More on Patreon]

Gesh hated this part of the work. It was necessary, of course, being stuck in some ancients-forsaken warehouse making sure what they were told was delivered and on hand was in fact the truth, but he hated it all the same. Armies marched on their bellies and so it was critical they had the supplies […]

Dak Cooper set the iron plate over the banked coals and was pulling the cloth down across the candle molds when the door came open hard enough to rattle the wick bundles… [See More on Patreon]

The only positive thing about forced confinement is that the schedule is so predictable. He knew the exact moment that breakfast and dinner… [See More on Patreon]

Garris pushed through the doors of the council chamber with enough force to cause them to smash into the walls on either side, causing the men at the long council table to jump at the sudden, violent… [See More on Patreon]