The words echoed across the ruins of Meridian Lux, cutting through the sound of gravel shifting beneath Elijah’s feet. He paid very little attention to his surroundings, though. Partially, because he’d spent the week pulverizing buildings into rubble, and there wasn’t much left ...
“By order of the Adjudicators, stand down!” came an echoing shout.
Elijah looked up to see a severe-looking man staring at him, sword drawn and silver armor shining in the flickering light of the casino. Even from a few hundred feet away, Elijah could see that the man was an elf, ...
It latched onto a man’s mind, gripping it so tightly that he could think of nothing else. And though Elijah was a dragon, he was also a man who’d drawn very definitive lines between what he would tolerate and what he would not.
Olaf Bruener sat in the booth, barely feeling the high-grade leather as he scanned the casino floor. He recognized so many faces out there. Some were regulars. Degenerate gamblers who simply couldn’t overcome their own natures. Others were first-timers. Men and wom...
The landscape blurred beneath Elijah as he tore across the sky at supersonic speed. Every now and then, particularly territorial monsters attempted to intercept him, but the Shape of the World Serpent was far too maneuverable to be contained. Due to the nature of his magical flight, h...
“I think I scared that kid out of his mind,” Elijah admitted, referring to the young Animist he’d startled upon his return to the grove. He added, “Since then, I’ve just been trying to catch up.”
Atticus remained silent for a few moments before taking a sip of his coffee.&...
The state of the city immediately on the other side of the wall was predictable in its utilitarianism. Warehouses and transport companies made up the bulk of the buildings, but there were plenty of other businesses catering to their needs, which give the area some variety. Everything ...
Elijah stood in the forest surrounding Ironshore, hesitating for a moment before fully committing to the path he’d chosen. It would have been so easy to simply turn away, to head back to the island and continue to relax. Most people would have done just that, and they would have bee...
The smell of the forge permeated the office, punctuated by the unmistakable odor that came with Carmen’s hard work. She clearly hadn’t had a shower in a while – a fact she seemed to disregard as unimportant as she settled into her office chair. It was situated behind a huge, met...
He didn’t move from where he was lying in his mossy bed. It hadn’t been used in decades, but it remained in perfect condition. Probably Nerthus’ work. The spryggent had yet to actually speak, but Elijah knew his friend well enough to recognize the pain,...
The Hartwood Grove had grown, and with every passing second, it continued to expand. Elijah could feel it all. The island. The satellite trees. Everything. And for a moment, it was all so overwhelming that he remained stunned, slithering in the air.
Alfie Simmons waved his hand through the dust motes dancing in the ray of sunlight peeking through the forest canopy. His feet dangled over the edge of his balcony, brushing against dew-covered leaves as the sound of chirping insects and singing birds echoed in his ears.
As Elijah’s bare feet crunched against the crystalline surface of the planet, he found himself humming Annie Lennox’s Walking on Broken Glass. It helped distract him from the pain that came from his trek back to his tent. Once he reached it, he glanced back the way he’d...
The thread felt thicker. Almost real, but still too ephemeral to count as an actual connection. But so long as it still existed – as long as Elijah could feel it – it was all he needed to guide his path home.
He had been at it for longer than he cared to understand. Mo...
Elijah felt it pressing down on him, suffocating his very existence. It squeezed him, both in a physical and ethereal sense. The only reason he hadn’t already succumbed was the protection he received from Scales of Infinity.
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I just wanted to share some new art I commissioned from Rashed al Aroka (the same artist who's done all of the official art outside of the Amazon book covers). This time, it's Shape of Spores!
Sometimes, I forget that the vast majority of you don't really participate in my Discord server, where I'm pretty active and respond to questions pretty frequently. I don't really read very many of the comments here, so I don't get the chance to respond. However, I figured it would be beneficia...
It took another six months for Elijah to decide that he was as prepared as he was ever going to get. Certainly, he could keep going. He could continue his shallow dives into the void. That was the safe thing to do.
Elijah stood beside Jasai’i, his hands behind his back as he watched the pyre burn. Two mages stood sentry over the flames, ensuring that it continued to burn despite the heavy rain. For Zek’s funeral, Elijah had purchased a new outfit of undyed cloth. The material was simil...
Elijah swam along the seafloor, cutting through the forest of kelp until he reached a precipitous drop. He didn’t bother descending. Nothing was down there. Not after he’d spent two months tearing the monsters native to that ravine to pieces. Among them were some of th...
Elijah’s heart beat out of his chest as he floated amidst the gore of the previous battle. He knew he couldn’t stay where he was for much longer – not without becoming embroiled in another battle – so he swam toward the surface. Bursting through the waves like a humpback whale...
“I think I’ve come to a realization,” Elijah told Treebie. For once, they were entirely alone. No tree-worshippers. No Jasai’i. Just a Druid and his tree, the way it always had been. “You have no way of knowing this, but people are expected to grow. T...