|Legends of the Blacksword
For nearly three millennia the fae High Kings ruled from the Shadowless City of Atlan and during that time there were only three ever to wear the Crown—Telamures Ys, Raachu Horeb, and Ghendil Tiamat. The fall of the greatest in power and tyrannical infamy of these Mighty ones, Tiamat, is a legend told more often than the tales of his rule which lasted longer than any before. Betrayed by his chief adviser who was also a human Archmage, Ghendil was cast down, lost to the world perhaps forever. His family and vassals were immediately winnowed by his rivals, who coveted the Crown of Atlan. Those that survived those dark days went into hiding or left the Atlantis altogether to gather their strength for a reckoning… Ghenma Tiamat, was raised in secret in the manse of his mother’s chief guard, Sulima Lulinwe. Sulima is a peerless champion of the last faerie war and head of a disbanded order called the Dragon’s Handmaidens, so Ghenma is schooled in all that she knows to teach–even the secret techniques of her order. Destined to regain his birthright and restore the realm to its former glory known in the days of Horeb Ra, he must... more...
Published on 02/10/2011
|In Green, Remembered
I awoke knowing the link had been severed. Tears stung my cheeks as I yanked the blankets off my body and stumbled out of bed, feeling sick and disoriented. By the time I made it to the bathroom sink in anticipation of throwing up my late night trip to Taco Bell, the feeling had thankfully subsided and I was able to stand upright long enough to look at my reflection in the mirror. The drained soul looking back at me was unfamiliar, a sad reminder of a time before the Green, when life was raw and unfocused. I tore my gaze away and relieved myself in the bathroom, each drop of fluid another precious part of my remaining strength and energy and I soon found myself again stumbling around like an unseasoned alcoholic. I sat on the edge of the bathtub and tried in vain to re-establish the link. Perhaps I’d just grown soft and lazy in recent years. I was sure it was simply a matter of concentrating, of driving the idea that I would never again experience the Green out of my head and going on with business as usual. I was wrong, of course. The... more...
Published on 05/08/2009