Soderberg

The Shattered Realm on Amazon (and KU)

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My first series is now available on Kindle: LINK

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Oskar

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Just wanted to drop in and say please help me by reviewing Runes of Discovery on Amazon. It's sitting with one 3-star review and it makes me sad. A little help from you would go a long way.

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Oskar

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Runes of Discovery is now awailable on retailers!

I'm not publishing into Kindle Unlimited so you don't have to be afraid of the chapters disappearing from here until a while after the entire series is finished.

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Oskar

Sigils of Strife (Book 2): Chapter 1

Vidar came to after half-falling down the ladder, having escaped the flames closing in on the dragon's corpse. Debris and bits of stone kept falling from the darkness above, and he rolled to the side just in time to avoid having his head caved in by a piece of roof that was still on fire. Groaning and dizzy, he crawled out of the tight corridor and onto the platform overlooking the rushing torrent of water. He'd made it. Thank the fallen angels, he'd made it.

No one would follow him dow...

Runes of Discovery (Book 1): Chapter 46 (END)

The bridges were pulled up already. He’d missed his chance to get in the easy way. Vidar briefly considered repeating his stunt with the stakra runes to get over, but dismissed it. With how woozy his head was after all the beatings he’d taken lately, and with exhaustion making his entire body feel leaden, there was just no way it’d be successful.

Instead, he ran back and headed down the nearest entrance to the underground. The blockage would be gone now. He knew it would be. At le...

Chapter 45

Surrounded by a group of friends and her sister, Siv found the courage to sneak through the dark streets just inside the inner wall. Strange, humanlike shapes moved in the shadows, but she’d seen them often enough before. They frightened her still, but this day she needed to be brave. Alvarn, the tall, chubby friend of Vidar, carried a heavy pack of metal plates, panting and sweating hard.

Erik and Sven were covered in runes strapped over their clothes with leather thongs. Runes craft...

Chapter 44

The whole plan rested on Ida’s shoulders. Without her little gang of thieves, none of the following steps would be possible. They were responsible for breaking into the keep and stealing arrows. Without access to a weaponsmith or fletcher of their own, and with no more spikes to harvest from the dragon’s skeleton, Vidar had no way of making new ones. Sure, teeth might’ve worked, but not as well, since they were bent. Even with materials, the problem of time was a painful one. The dragon...

Chapter 43

The streets of Halmstadt were almost deserted in the night. The citizenry had acquired some experience in quenching fires from the first attack that allowed them to get a handle on this second bout of ravaging flames much quicker. Now, they were all quenched as far as Vidar could tell. Having rented a room outside of Andersburg, he was unable to see just how much damage had been done, but he hoped it wasn’t as bad as last time.

With the solution to slaying that dragon at hand, the peo...

Chapter 42

With how narrow the ladder tunnel was, Vidar managed to catch his feet on a few rungs on the way down, even if his feet kept slipping off them. It allowed him to crash down onto the ground below at a survivable speed.

Vidar rolled out of the way as heavy rocks, almost the size of his head, hurtled down.

“Ow.”

He felt around his head for injuries. Pain flared, but his fingers did not come away with blood. The kenaz rune on his forehead had fallen off at some point during ...

Chapter 41

Supplies were bountiful as the small group worked throughout the night. Pieces of wood, large and small, were brought to Vidar’s room as it slowly, over the hours, looked more and more like a workshop. The smell of fresh wood and paint permeated the air, but Vidar refused to open the windows. He’d had enough of cold air.

Siv painted guidelines, and the boys used their woodworking tools to make grooves which Siv then colored in red with a fine brush. Vidar’s job was simple, to reju...

Chapter 40

Jarl called for the guards to release Vidar and then left him in the care of that same matronly servant, who brought him deeper into the keep and into a proper bed where a physician treated his many wounds and put a fresh compress on the one on his hand. Interestingly enough, from the smell, Vidar found he used a mixture similar to the veterinarian’s poultice, with herbs, honey, and garlic.

After being given some sort of tonic to ward off the fever, Vidar’s constitution improved muc...

Chapter 39

“Hey!” Vidar barked, closing his hand to hide the rune despite the pain.

She sighed and walked up to stand in front of him. Her face looked soft, with only a few wrinkles around the eyes, but the gray streaks in her otherwise light brown hair made her look older.

“Vidar,” she said. “I’d hoped to examine you a little more before you woke.”

“I bet.”

She regarded him in silence and he glared back for a long while, until he couldn’t stand it anymore. �...

Chapter 38

Guardsmen approached from both sides, more of them filling into the room behind the first set, quickly closing in as Vidar desperately backed away toward one of the thin wooden walls, searching for a way out. There was no other exit. No way out. Vidar considered the contents of his pockets and wondered how far he could get with a stakra rune, pushing his way through the guardsmen. But no, he did not want to harm anyone if he could help it. After what happened in the jail, he thought he could ...

Chapter 37

“We’re not done,” Vidar said, hunching over near Lytir. “I’ve got more questions.”

Lytir opened the book and started to read.

“Hey!” he shouted, waving his hand in front of the vagrant’s face.

“Vidar!”

Vidar stood and turned. “Alvarn! What are you doing here?”

“What are you doing?” Alvarn asked.

Vidar turned back to Lytir, who was gone. “Dammit!”

Alvarn looked worried. “You don’t look so well, Vidar.” Then he sp...

Chapter 36

Cold air soothed his warm, clammy skin at first, but when his sweat began to freeze, each step through the hated crunching snow made him a little colder. Soon, his mind grew hazy, and he focused on keeping his wits about him, trying not to fall unconscious. That would be just the thing. Freezing to death in the street after passing out.

If only he could make it back to his bed, he’d be fine. Vidar kept telling himself this over and over as he walked. To occupy his thoughts, he conside...

Chapter 35

Blurry vision forced him to blink several times and shake his head, which felt heavy. Vidar wet his lips and then grimaced as the intense ache from the palm of his hand finally made it through the fog of his waking. Moving his hand was wasted effort, for it was still tied fast to the table. The deep red piece of cloth the veterinarian used covered his hand. It was wet with fresh blood.

Strangely enough, his feet would not move either. Vidar blinked again and again and looked down to see...

Chapter 34

“You look terrible,” Erik said, glancing up from his seat by the table when Vidar entered.

Vidar threw the sack at him.

Sven and Erik jostled it between them but finally got it open. Erik removed the lantern, then peered inside. Quite a bit of food remained. They set to eating immediately as Vidar triggered a few sowilo runes around the room to up the temperature.

Only then did he see the bits of wood on the table. There were quite a number of them, but only a few looked...

Chapter 33

Vidar stumbled out of the circle, panting hard and clutching his chest with his free hand. It felt like his heart wasn’t moving like it should, like it was sluggish and weak. The empty area around his heart had wrapped itself around it, clamping down hard and smothering the life out of him. Each breath was a battle, but Vidar couldn’t lie down and rest. If he did that, it felt like his hand would be useless forever.

Cold. He needed cold to help with the burn. With that sole purpose ...

Chapter 32

The bone pillars were much taller than him and bent away as they reached upward. All of them connected to a vertical bone near the floor. Unsure what part of it Vidar was seeing, he turned left and walked along its length. Estimating its size in the dark while only seeing a small portion of the corpse at any given time was difficult, but the size had to be enormous judging by how long it took him to reach what he assumed was its tail.

A long, thinner set of interlocking bones ran down t...

Chapter 31

When he dragged himself into the room, after finally finding the building Erik spoke of, he was dead tired and hungry enough to eat a whole goat.

“You smell,” Erik said as he showed Vidar around.

Vidar didn’t dignify that comment with a reply as he walked around, his eyes wide. Two separate tiny bedrooms were placed wall to wall with a larger sitting room where a table and some chairs were placed in one corner.

“There’s so much room,” Vidar said after finally tak...

Chapter 30

“I am very warm,” Vidar said, clearing his throat and bending over to peer under Jarl’s arm. “I really should return to work. The speech looks like it’s about to start.”

Jarl tilted his head to the side. “Not a builder, then?”

“We are allowed a break to listen.”

“No, you’re not.”

And the conversation had been going so well up until that point. Vidar widened his eyes and peered over Jarl’s shoulder, feigning surprise. It worked, and Jarl look...

Chapter 29

“And don’t you dare ret—” the old man shrieked as the door closed, cutting him off.

Vidar brushed off the snow, then stowed the robe that they, for some reason, hadn’t taken from him, in the cloth sack with the bread. The key, he retrieved and placed next to his other one. With this, he could absolutely return once things settled down a little. If he found a way to read without so much trouble, that library provided information and lore usually only reserved for guilded scribe...

Chapter 28

Vidar saw no trace of Yallander or Ren, but the blood and gore all over the floor and across the translucent, bluish barrier between himself and the explosion told him everything he needed to know. He’d killed again. These deaths, however, would not burden his conscience. This, he knew, as he stumbled out of the building before the flames claimed him.

The rune from the padlock worked. He’d been almost certain it would, especially after crafting it, but it was a relief to know with c...

Chapter 27

It didn’t take long to find an entrance free of fire and debris.

“You want us to climb down that?” Ida asked, peering down the dark ladder.

“Yes, and hurry up. We don’t want anyone seeing us, or we’ll have the entire city down there with us.”

She grumbled but slid her feet down into the tight passageway, holding on to the ladder for dear life. Siv’s set jaw showed an uncharacteristic determination despite the worry in her eyes. A brave girl, that.

Vidar...

Chapter 26

“What is that?” Ida asked, peering up into the clear night sky.

A shape moved up there, blocking out the twinkling lights. The sound returned, and then again. Louder and faster as the dark shape grew.

Vidar frowned, repeating her question, “What is that?”

The whoops and shouts that rang throughout Andersburg fell silent as the shape blacking out the stars descended.

“We have to get a better look,” Ida said, glancing up toward the rooftops.

Chapter 24

With the aim of hiding his silver under the loose plank beneath the bed in his room, he made his way back. The smell of food from Edna’s kitchen beckoned, and Vidar ordered in a meal, not having had a single bite to eat in forever.

“A lass is sleeping in your room,” she muttered when she put a bowl in front of him.

“There’s someone in my room?”

“That’s what I said, wasn’t it? A girl, scrawny thing.” She slapped his fingers with the wooden spoon she kept t...