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From the Ashes: The Swalling (ch. 15)

"It's not too late to call this off," Shianni told me, a hand going to mine as we brazenly sat upon the wall to the alienage. We were able to see over most buildings, and were granted a decent enough view of the city. The view from the Arls Estate was better, though. There wasn't a whole lot to see, really. Just a bunch of roofs with the occasional thief using them as an entrance or exit. Soris was next to me, idly chewing on a sandwich -- thick with roasted ham, greens, an egg, and squished ...

From the Ashes: Kindling (ch. 14)

“I don’t know about this,” the prospective Rabbit muttered under his breath, looking down at the knife in his hands. One shorter than his palm. An intentional choice -- it was to show the recruits that even if the blade was small, we could kill with them. “What if someone sees me?” He asked, his gaze going to Soris. The tall, lanky, awkward elf had vanished at some point. Soris was still tall, still lanky, but there was a weight to his gaze that hadn’t been there before. And after...

Legends Never Die: Harsh Truths (ch. 20)

“You’re a great warrior,” Thorkell told me as we watched the people of Frankfort be led out of the city gates. King Widukind didn’t want them eating the food in case there was a siege. That wasn’t to say everyone had left the city. Many had been taken as thralls. Others were captives. And some were kept for the pleasure of men. “But, you’re a poor leader of men,” he said, earning a slow blink from me as I looked away from the angry tide of people forced to leave their homes wi...

Legends Never Die: Honor Bound (ch. 19)

It was surprisingly hard to find an army, I discovered as we sailed up the Rhine River. One would think that it would be difficult to misplace so many men, but when we sailed down the Elba river, asking villages where King Widukind was, there was a stunning lack of recent information, though plenty of misinformation. I heard a dozen different answers about where King Widukind was going when I asked a dozen different villages.

Instead of trying to discern which answers were truthful from...

Legends Never Die: Setting Course (ch. 18)

My brothers were burnt together in a large pyre -- Brandr and Tormod. The others helped me build the pyre, and in a solemn silence, we gathered the bones. I had them buried where the bones of my grandparents and brother were laid to rest. Brandr and Tormod joined them. Only the bones of Havi and Father were missing.

I hoped the dead wouldn’t mind. Just as I hoped they were all reunited in Valhalla. All of my brothers had died well -- they died defending their family, giving the women ...

Legends Never Die: Oath of Vengeance (ch. 17)

“He’s waking up,” I heard someone say as a low groan escaped my throat, the pounding in my head waking me up. It felt like someone was using the insides of my skull as a wardrum. I felt something being pressed to my lips, but I spilled it against my face when I turned to the side. “It’s water. You need to drink,” I heard another voice say and with the utmost reluctance, I parted my lips and let the water flow into my dry mouth. My tongue felt swollen, and my throat caked in sand, ...

Never Fade Away: The One Thing That Changed It All (ch. 7)

Flashing lights alerted me that the police were following us, and as soon as they did, a program kick-started in the car. I could have killed it easily enough but chose not to, letting the truck that I was in slow down and guide itself to the curb. Pretty much every single vehicle in Night City came with a kill switch that the cops had access to. It was nearly standard practice to disable it if you intended to live a life of crime.

Rolling down my windows, through the camera dotted arou...

Never Fade Away: I See Your Eyes, I Know You See Me (ch. 6)

Was this what we escaped for? It was a question that weighed heavily in my mind as I looked at the bright neon streets, casting away the deep shadows that fell upon Night City. The lights felt necessary considering that the outside world lived underneath a dark ceiling. My gaze lingered on a back alley that had a dumpster that was overflowing with garbage to the point that it was buried and surrounded by plastic bags.

I still preferred alleys, but standing on a road wasn’t that bad. I...

Never Fade Away: Of Fallen Angels That Loved And Lost (ch. 5)

I woke to an unfamiliar ceiling. The segmented pale plates were gone, replaced with a uniform oneness that was only broken up by lighting. There was no momentary bliss of forgetting what happened. It was impossible when I woke up laying in a soft bed with sheets so soft and smooth that it was almost uncomfortable. The moment that I woke up, I started to push myself into a sitting position and my thoughts were confirmed.

I wasn't in the orphanage. Every day of my life, I woke up in the s...

Never Fade Away: There's A Canvas With Two Faces (ch. 4)

I slammed my head into the dash, my ears filled with nothing but the sound of screeching metal while I was tossed around the interior of the flying car. My back hit something, then my side, but it was next to impossible to tell what I was hitting because I could only see red or glitches from my optics. After a second that felt like forever, the interior stopped spinning, leaving me rested in the… ceiling from the looks of it. "Hnngh…" I grunted, a hand going to my side because it sure fel...

From the Ashes: Charred (ch. 16)

“I’m here with an offer,” a young elven man said, sitting in a chair across from me, his hands clasped in front of him. His hair was light brown, his eye a pale blue. He was handsome enough, but rather plain looking for an elf, though the drab and plain-looking clothing that he wore didn’t exactly help him there. “That I believe will be to the benefit of both of the organizations we represent.” He opened with, sounding confident if tense, but I got the feeling he wasn't half as co...

From the Ashes: The Swalling (ch. 15)

"It's not too late to call this off," Shianni told me, a hand going to mine as we brazenly sat upon the wall to the alienage. We were able to see over most buildings, and were granted a decent enough view of the city. The view from the Arls Estate was better, though. There wasn't a whole lot to see, really. Just a bunch of roofs with the occasional thief using them as an entrance or exit. Soris was next to me, idly chewing on a sandwich -- thick with roasted ham, greens, an egg, and squished ...

From the Ashes: Kindling (ch. 14)

“I don’t know about this,” the prospective Rabbit muttered under his breath, looking down at the knife in his hands. One shorter than his palm. An intentional choice -- it was to show the recruits that even if the blade was small, we could kill with them. “What if someone sees me?” He asked, his gaze going to Soris. The tall, lanky, awkward elf had vanished at some point. Soris was still tall, still lanky, but there was a weight to his gaze that hadn’t been there before. And after...

From the Ashes: Sear (ch. 13)

There was a change in the alienage after the fire. Soris likened it to it being the final straw -- First, the purge on the alienage, then the lockdown, and now, after we had built a new orphanage, the Arls' own son came and burned the building down and tried to burn half a hundred orphans alive with it. There was a tension in the alienage that seemed to fill the air, and signs of it could be seen everywhere, from the groups of elves muttering darkly to each other, to people moving everywhere ...

Legends Never Die: Honor-Bound (ch. 19)

It was surprisingly hard to find an army, I discovered as we sailed up the Rhine River. One would think that it would be difficult to misplace so many men, but when we sailed down the Elba river, asking villages where King Widukind was, there was a stunning lack of recent information, though plenty of misinformation. I heard a dozen different answers about where King Widukind was going when I asked a dozen different villages.

Instead of trying to discern which answers were truthful from...

Legends Never Die: Setting Course (ch. 18)

My brothers were burnt together in a large pyre -- Brandr and Tormod. The others helped me build the pyre, and in a solemn silence, we gathered the bones. I had them buried where the bones of my grandparents and brother were laid to rest. Brandr and Tormod joined them. Only the bones of Havi and Father were missing.

I hoped the dead wouldn’t mind. Just as I hoped they were all reunited in Valhalla. All of my brothers had died well -- they died defending their family, giving the women ...

Legends Never Die: Oath of Vengeance (ch. 17)

“He’s waking up,” I heard someone say as a low groan escaped my throat, the pounding in my head waking me up. It felt like someone was using the insides of my skull as a wardrum. I felt something being pressed to my lips, but I spilled it against my face when I turned to the side. “It’s water. You need to drink,” I heard another voice say and with the utmost reluctance, I parted my lips and let the water flow into my dry mouth. My tongue felt swollen, and my throat caked in sand, ...

Legends Never Die: Will of the Gods (ch. 16)

“I don’t think there’s a business more profitable than war,” I muttered to myself as the boats were being loaded up with cargo near Hedeby. It was a city that was even larger than Alabu. I thought that we would… stop by the city, but Jarl Horrik sent the army home to enjoy their prizes. The hundred odd ships were loaded up with all the wealth taken from our very profitable war in the Frankish Kingdom.

Ageric had been ransomed rather quickly. As had those that were taken for sl...

Never Fade Away: I See Your Eyes, I Know You See Me (ch. 6)

Was this what we escaped for? It was a question that weighed heavily in my mind as I looked at the bright neon streets, casting away the deep shadows that fell upon Night City. The lights felt necessary considering that the outside world lived underneath a dark ceiling. My gaze lingered on a back alley that had a dumpster that was overflowing with garbage to the point that it was buried and surrounded by plastic bags.

I still preferred alleys, but standing on a road wasn’t that bad. I...

Never Fade Away: Of Fallen Angels That Loved And Lost (ch. 5)

I woke to an unfamiliar ceiling. The segmented pale plates were gone, replaced with a uniform oneness that was only broken up by lighting. There was no momentary bliss of forgetting what happened. It was impossible when I woke up laying in a soft bed with sheets so soft and smooth that it was almost uncomfortable. The moment that I woke up, I started to push myself into a sitting position and my thoughts were confirmed.

I wasn't in the orphanage. Every day of my life, I woke up in the s...

Never Fade Away: There's a Canvas With Two Faces (ch. 4)

I slammed my head into the dash, my ears filled with nothing but the sound of screeching metal while I was tossed around the interior of the flying car. My back hit something, then my side, but it was next to impossible to tell what I was hitting because I could only see red or glitches from my optics. After a second that felt like forever, the interior stopped spinning, leaving me rested in the… ceiling from the looks of it. "Hnngh…" I grunted, a hand going to my side because it sure fel...

Never Fade Away: We Had To Pay The Price (ch. 3)

The alarm was the single loudest thing that I had ever heard in my life. The younger kids reacted with a primal instinct to cower away from it, their hands going to their ears and recoiling away from the sound that echoed loudly through the hallway. Those of us that were older reacted better to it. It was similar to the alarms that we heard in tactical sims, giving us some level of resistance to it, but it also meant that we knew what was happening.

The guards were coming.

"We nee...

Gacha God: Three Musketeers (ch. 8)

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