The Void
The world is a blur of black, like someone smeared ink over my eyes. All I hear is the screeching […]
The world is a blur of black, like someone smeared ink over my eyes. All I hear is the screeching […]
In Torrent’s opinion, the funeral for Queen Blake was nothing like she deserved it to be. She could acknowledge that
This story contains themes or mentions of physical violence, gore, or abuse. A bead of sweat trickles down my forehead
The boy, Ax, had been prepared, from infancy, for leadership, the wise holder of secret knowledge. Each morning, his tutors,
This story contains themes or mentions of physical violence, gore, or abuse. The Last Fight The air reeked of blood