Since the next few chapters would unfold with such ferocious, whiplash-inducing escalation that it could leave an unprepared reader clutching their phone in disbelief, I’ve made the decision—out of sheer humanitarian concern, mind you—to create infographics. These would lay out, in detail, ...
2024-12-30 15:32:48 +0000 UTC View PostA.N.: The Chapter is complete now. Sorry, it took so long. This week's writer's block was robust. Chapter 20 and Interlude will be posted in the next five minutes.
"Fear is the mind-killer. It is the little-death that brings total obliteration."
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2024-12-30 01:29:55 +0000 UTC View Post"The forms of treachery are always triangular, three-sided affairs that move through innocence toward the strongest point."
―Muad'Dib
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The room smelled of blood and sweat and fear.
Though a fire roared in the hearth,...
2024-12-27 22:16:12 +0000 UTC View Post"The power to destroy a thing is the absolute control over it."
―Muad'Dib
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The descent to Dragonstone was, in Aemond’s estimation, an exercise in the futility of theatricality. Perched upon the saddle of Vhagar, h...
2024-12-24 21:29:35 +0000 UTC View PostIt occurred to me just now, quite suddenly and with no small amount of incredulity, that I’ve somehow written over 100,000 words since the last time I checked in here. I don’t know how I managed it, and I’m fairly certain I didn’t actually manage it, but the words exist now, and there’s...
2024-12-23 21:19:49 +0000 UTC View PostRicos, 5th Moon, 6th Day, 1624 Symfora Telos
The alehouse was dimly lit, its rafters heavy with smoke from the hearth and the thick haze of pipeweed. The murmur of conversation ebbed and flowed, punctuated by the occasiona...
2024-12-23 20:34:37 +0000 UTC View PostFaywyn, 5th Moon, 1st Day, 1624 Symfora Telos
The keep stirred with an energy that Princess Iris had not felt since Levi’s return from his battle with the Lion. The air buzzed with hurried footsteps and muted voices, ser...
2024-12-23 20:30:33 +0000 UTC View PostThe conquest of a bastioned keep is an intricate dance of strategy, patience, and calculated ferocity. These fortifications, with their angled walls and protruding bastions, are designed to deflect both projectiles and direct assaults, presenting formidable c...
2024-12-23 20:28:03 +0000 UTC View PostRasselane - Tequila, 4th Moon, 20th Day, 1624 Symfora Telos
The brig slid into the bustling port of Rasselane under a sky heavy with pale clouds, its sails furled and its oars cutting the water with measured precision. T...
2024-12-23 20:25:10 +0000 UTC View PostFaywyn 4th Moon, 27th Day, 1624 Symfora Telos
The sun had not yet crested the distant hills, though the pale grey of dawn had begun its slow, inevitable creep across the heavens. A low mist clung to the earth, be...
2024-12-23 20:23:16 +0000 UTC View PostFaywyn, 4th Moon, 25th Day, 1624 Symfora Telos
The Grand Hall of Faywyn Keep was dimly lit, the morning’s light filtering through narrow, high-set windows. Candles flickered in iron sconces, their glo...
2024-12-23 20:19:19 +0000 UTC View PostApril 14th
James is a strange kid, but in the good way, you know? Quiet as a mouse most days, but his eyes—they don’t miss a thing. Been three months since he came here, though it feels longer. Not in a bad w...
2024-12-23 20:17:53 +0000 UTC View PostWirborough, 4th Moon, 16th Day, 1624 Symfora Telos
The alehouse was dim, its low, sagging rafters barely visible through the haze of smoke. The air was thick with the mingled stench of stale beer, sweat, and unwashed bod...
2024-12-23 20:16:24 +0000 UTC View Post…The Algrian Mountain Hound is a medium-sized, strong, and agile hunting dog with a slightly elongated body and a sturdy, elegant build. Its head is well-proportioned, with a broad, slightly domed skull, a curved nosebridge, and strong jaws. The e...
2024-12-23 20:14:01 +0000 UTC View Post"A soldier will fight long and hard for a bit of coloured ribbon."
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—Napoleon Bonaparte
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Faywyn, 4th Moon, 16th Day, 1624 Symfora Telos
Light streamed into the Grand H...
2024-12-23 20:12:20 +0000 UTC View Post"Men march to war at the whims of lords, but it is not lords who fill the graves. The farmer with his plough, the mason with his chisel—these are the ones who die, their dreams trampled beneath the boots of ambition."
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—Unknown
The Sanguine Arts rewritten for readers who find the writing style I use for the Golden Wyrm more enjoyable.
2024-12-23 20:09:15 +0000 UTC View PostThe world around Fugaku swirled briefly in the disorienting blur of Kamui’s warped dimension, the tangible weight of reality taking a moment longer than usual to reassert itself. Itachi stood beside him, unfazed by the transition, his face still masked in the coldne...
2024-12-23 20:04:37 +0000 UTC View PostThe air smelled of smoke, of scorched earth and old blood. Fugaku stood unmoving in the wreckage, his Sharingan burning in his skull, reflecting the assembled forms of the six Paths. His mind was focused, calm, the world stretching itself thin under the weigh...
2024-12-23 20:02:42 +0000 UTC View PostFugaku Uchiha’s gaze remained fixed, unwavering, as the dust and smoke of battle hung heavy in the air. His fingers were relaxed by his side, ready to weave the next sequence of seals, his Sharingan flickering in anticipation. Before him, Obito Uchiha s...
2024-12-23 20:01:04 +0000 UTC View PostThe night lay heavy over the Uchiha District. It was a silence like the weight of death itself, pressing down. Fugaku stood at the threshold, hands folded at his back, eyes fixed on the dark horizon. His son stood beside him, unmoving. Neither spo...
2024-12-23 19:59:08 +0000 UTC View PostDanzo stood before an old, familiar mirror, his hands brushing over the weathered surface of his armour. The cold metal was as familiar to him as his own skin. The room was dim, lit only by a single lamp flickering weakly on a wooden desk. The cre...
2024-12-23 19:57:29 +0000 UTC View PostThe road to Konoha was eerily quiet, save for the soft crunch of leaves underfoot and the distant murmur of wind weaving through the trees. Jiraiya’s gaze lingered on the familiar silhouette of the village ahead, though it bore little resembl...
2024-12-23 19:55:12 +0000 UTC View PostThe room was silent, save for the soft scratching of Danzo Shimura’s pen against paper. The reports before him painted a grim picture: Probes here, skirmishes there—small incursions that revealed unsettling flaws in their defences. The enemy’s f...
2024-12-23 19:53:38 +0000 UTC View Post"Power resides where men believe it resides. It's a trick, a shadow on the wall, and a very small man can cast a very large shadow."
―Varys
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The morning sun, though barely risen, cast an unwelcome brightness upon the chambe...
2024-12-23 19:51:39 +0000 UTC View Post"The gods have yet to make a man who lacks the patience for absolute power."
―Otto Hightower
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The rain fell steadily against the windows of Otto Hightower’s chambers, a persistent patter that accompanied the deep quiet of...
2024-12-23 19:48:23 +0000 UTC View PostRhaenyra visits Rhaenys and returns to Dragonstone after failing to win her support
Aemond arrives at Oldtown to get Dearon
Aemond arrives at the Eyrie and then leaves for the North(he is...
2024-12-03 13:23:33 +0000 UTC View PostSorry about the delay. Was having a bit of writer's block, so I took two days off to reread OBD in preparation for the next chapters. Chapter Fifteen of The Golden Wyrm would be up in a few hours once I succeed in wrestling down the prose to my satisfaction.
After that, there would be a bri...
2024-12-03 10:15:33 +0000 UTC View Post"The house that puts family first will always defeat the house that puts the whims and wishes of its sons and daughters first."
―Tywin Lannister
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The sun rose red and swollen over King’s Landing as Rhaenys Targaryen soar...
2024-12-03 10:05:47 +0000 UTC View Post"Any man who must say, 'I am the king,' is no true king."
―Tywin Lannister
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Aemond's return to King’s Landing was unannounced, a mere ripple against the backdrop of daily life, but the currents of his presence were deepl...
2024-12-03 10:01:39 +0000 UTC View Post