Fiction

Queen Arbil sats opposite her royal balcony. Flowers began to fall near her, including the rare Caroline which she personally sought as a hobby. It was a fortune to buy them from the four families. More so another fortune for her to meet the tip of the rebellion. Urness sent

Working draft     Rain botched on gilded steel. There was no short of determination among the Lunar Group of the Red Witches. Its Captain, Madeline, held a comically large trident by her side. For all intents and purposes, it was still a wand, albeit less potent in its utility than the

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Captain Raini liked field operations. She was always a tried and true follower of gritty work– the work that often puts her directly at the scene. She was never an office woman or a house cat, and she always needed a few hours of field work just so she could

The footstools rattled under the torn roof sheets of The Callous Inn. Burseque, Steward to the Crown Princess Addie, sat among the many rows of drinking patrons. Foul stench from the tossed rotten food in the nearby cobblestone streets filled the air with despair and defeat. Burseque saw the gleaming

A silhouette appeared hovering above a ship. The ship stilled itself in open water, with no light except a faint green orb circulating a lower cabin. The Sage's Wand. Imbued with infinite power, it has free will to pick its own master and often lent itself to the

Eleavor, palace and residence of the Queendom of Arbil. There were spires erected along her roads in her district, each ending in a hollow circle. Each circle represents the reign of a Queen, and there had been a total of 35 Queens ever since Arbil took the reign. Her mother,

Issue 2 (Internet ban on July 30; Will attempt to republish again as soon as i'm not banned) Amidst the vastness of the Red Witches' Forest, the rebels took flight. Scores of them left the battlefield in their extreme haste to regroup. Their official banner and flag,

(This is a work in progress; chapters are also unarranged) Isaac amplified his voice. As Arbil’s most senior court philosopher, he used his tongue to spread justifications of righteous killing. Knights and squires lined themselves in a long circle as they eagerly hear the philosopher’s wisdom. His sermons