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Author: allene
Allene is a full-time writer, living with her husband and three cats. She fell in love with speculative fiction as a child, and now channels that love of the fantastic into her writing. Allene is hard at work on the sequel to her first fantasy novel, Advent of Ruin.
11.14 – Barrow Field
At first light the next day, Einarr set off for the barrow field with Naudrek and Troa, leaving the others to continue their search for answers in… Read more “11.14 – Barrow Field”
Happy holidays!
Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Joyous Yule, or whatever it is you celebrate, I hope you and yours have an excellent one! Einarr and his crew will return… Read more “Happy holidays!”
11.13 – Laws of Hospitality
Einarr sat crosslegged on the ground, near enough the fire that the heat pressed uncomfortably against his thigh. The tablet page appeared to give an accounting of… Read more “11.13 – Laws of Hospitality”
11.12 – Draugr
Sinmora slashed down and a draugr collapsed into a pile of bones, only to begin reassembling itself almost immediately. Troa stomped on the pile of bones and… Read more “11.12 – Draugr”
11.11 – Grim Mists
Einarr and Troa were out of the room before they heard Eydri’s footsteps start to catch up. Her complaints registered a moment later. “Warn a girl before… Read more “11.11 – Grim Mists”
11.10 – Waiting. Watching.
Much to Naudrek’s annoyance, Einarr insisted on taking the midnight watch that night. “This is your quest, Einarr. You owe it to yourself to be fresh for… Read more “11.10 – Waiting. Watching.”
11.9 – Stone Circle
It was nearly impossible to tell the passage of time in the twilight gloom of that forest canopy. Here and there they would pass near a spot… Read more “11.9 – Stone Circle”
11.8 – The Grey Lands
As afternoon faded into evening the last stragglers made it back to the Heidrun. Svarek had managed to acquire some cabbages and fresh fish ashore and was… Read more “11.8 – The Grey Lands”
11.7 – A Warm Welcome
The serving boy – who, if Einarr guessed aright, couldn’t be more than 12, hugged his tray against himself and backed away from Einarr and his party.… Read more “11.7 – A Warm Welcome”
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