A light like golden dawn shone from the grass behind Einarr, illuminating the faces before him. Those who were bound most loosely by the curse – Stigander,… Read more “10.47 – Unbinding”
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.
10.46 – Unweaving
Einarr set about drawing the rune circle he and Hrug had devised while the Usurper’s former thralls made trip after trip from Urdr’s workroom, each time returning… Read more “10.46 – Unweaving”
10.45 – Return
Einarr, Troa, and Jorir traded off at the oars for the rest of that afternoon. The sun was setting as they reached the lake Troa had spoken… Read more “10.45 – Return”
New(ish) Release(s)!
Okay. So first off, I am apparently a bad publisher who never wrote a post informing everyone that Einarr and the Demon Fleet was available for sale.… Read more “New(ish) Release(s)!”
10.44 – Capture
Einarr burst out of the passageway and into the bright afternoon light on a portion of the island he did not recognize. He blinked, his eyes adjusting… Read more “10.44 – Capture”
10.43 – Flood
Jorir led the way into the underwater passage, wary as though he were expecting an attack from any side. The Weavess wouldn’t have sent them underwater if… Read more “10.43 – Flood”
10.42 – Traps
Troa stopped suddenly enough that Einarr nearly ran into his outstretched arm. Better that, though, than to fall into the crevasse that had brought him up short.… Read more “10.42 – Traps”
10.41 – Logic Puzzle
Troa bristled, as Einarr knew he would. “Now look here —” “The longer this takes, the farther ahead she gets. You’re a scout, I’m not. So prove… Read more “10.41 – Logic Puzzle”
10.40 – Doors
Runa’s scream cut off as the ledge on the opposite side slammed into her stomach. Her chest and her arms folded over the top, and she had… Read more “10.40 – Doors”
10.39 – The Pit
The passage ahead looked much as it had before: a long stretch of rough stone. In the dim light given off by his glowing sword, he could… Read more “10.39 – The Pit”
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