Into the Embrace of the Earth, part one
Vega didn’t mean to unleash the unholy horror.
Well, she did. She had thrust her arm into the soil and awakened the power from beneath the ground. She had felt the movement of the magma, miles below her, as it tried to push away from her grasp. She had pulled until her arm was close…
Into the Embrace of the Earth, part two
“It’s my garnet. I was the one who formed it and brought it into being. I’ll trade you a shard of obsidian if you would just listen to – “
The man waved a gnarled hand in front of his face. “Go away, unnatural mage. You’re lucky I’ll even talk to you after the trouble…
Into the Embrace of the Earth, part three
A priestess stood alone in the shrine. The building itself was simple – a smaller version of the temples in larger cities. The priestess stood in the middle of the shrine, in front of one of the largest tree stumps Vega had ever seen. She wore a long, white dress cinched in the middle by…
Piccolo
I was born in the valley of three lakes.
Crags of rock surrounded the valley, with trees that clutched to their sides like moss on the drinking well in the center of the village.
A. C. Rosenfeld 