During the Flood

Crossing over disorients Tarkalor. It always does; it always will. Sensations rush through his meat and bone like union with a lover, like singing with a father, like chanting with a crowd. His skin is blue, fingernails orange, and his shock of white hair jolts against the wind. This is always Tarkalor, except when it … Continue reading During the Flood

The Astrologer

The candle's little amber flame at last melted its wax just enough to let the bronze nail's heaviness pull itself free, to fall upon the copper candle-stand. The circular disc—bent upward along the rim, like a cymbal—chimed twice, as the nail bounced on the thin-beaten copper. As the stand trembled, the first clear sound fuzzed … Continue reading The Astrologer

Asrelia Retires

My usual session of RuneQuest this week was cancelled, so I spent my time in Sylthi writing a myth instead. A collection of similar stories will be collected in one chapter, "Sylthelan Mythology," of the forthcoming City Guide. I'll probably post other tales as they get written. I really enjoyed writing this story. That's the … Continue reading Asrelia Retires