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Why am I afraid of the future? Why be fearful of fickle nature, time, human will, and my own will? These things, after all, come from the...

It doesn't take long to get anywhere from our house. Our neighborhood sits a mile north of downtown Lowell up a steady grade of...

From the annals of the Loristal. Arkstone XCVI, an account of the century war on the chosen world, Gaien. --------- The word death never...

Joshua 7 - The Sin Of Achan The coveted, a covering A false hood over all of me A heavy shroud, a bath of dark A longing for the wrongest...

The Brethren of the Loristal deem the following events worthy of note for the coming possible futures, concerning the remnants of the...

That which is truth cuts to the core. It's blade splitting soul and sinew. Parsing blood and bone. Rending skin from soul. A single true...

The power would leave him soon, but the infinitude of the Father still thrummed in his bones. The frailty of flesh pulsing with the blood...

From the Codex Enexia, information extracted from the collected works of famed explorer and naturalist, Cal Dunathin.

From the collected works of Elysander Talmor, A Song of the Divine Epochs .

There comes a point and time when you’ve walked, lived, worked and breathed in a place so long that it becomes a part of you, right down...

From the bestiaries of famed explorer and naturalist, Cal Dunathin.

From Arkstone XCII, an account of happenings amid the royal house Kel'Dune in Kingdom of Drothmoor Note: While some arkstones only...

They come at night. I awake to the pounding, then the crack as hinges tear away and the clap of the door as it falls. They're here now....

Foreward by Brother Archivist Hederaz

From the hallowed writings of Kethar, as found upon the ancient willstones.

From the bestiary of famed explorer and naturalist, Cal Dunathin.

I've never professed to be a sports fan. Perhaps for a musician and worship leader by vocation who dabbles in creative writing pursuits,...

Sometimes, I feel no more adept at life than the wily coyote, desperate and straining to pry a boulder off the cliff upon which I...

A stalking silence, steeped in sleep, unveils the waking deep, From slumber into encumbered blunder, a plundering of dreams. He walks...

"We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. The great task in life is to find reality." - Iris Murdock There's a particularly bold...