Bloodline
Graham McNeill
Graham McNeill
Laura Michet
Ariel Lawrence
Ariel Lawrence
The immense statues of Shurima’s earliest rulers – his ancestors – watched his progress.
The soft, shadowy light of predawn seeped through his city. The brightest stars still shone overhead, though they would soon be snuffed out by the rising sun.
Graham McNeill
An abyss that bled purple light tore open amid the Shurimans, and I saw their ivory-skinned general overcome by whipping cords of matter.
L J Goulding
“Greetings, friend,” she called out. “May the Sun’s light be upon you. I hope your journey through the mountains has not been too hard.”
Dana Luery Shaw
Anthony Reynolds
Behind the convoy, less than a mile distant, the sea glittered like dragon scales in the dying light. A trio of galleys could be seen, sails unfurling as they turned north on the long journey home.
Matt Dunn
Gunky, sword-sized teeth. Criss-crossed the boat. Losing light. Closing. In the jaull’s mouth. Lifeline slack. Cut.
The tongue was too slick.
Ian St. Martin
Anthony Reynolds
Graham McNeill
He sobbed at what he had been forced to do.
The light burned away his remaining eye, and a world of darkness closed in on him.
Jared Rosen
Soon the light faded, and the metal unwound itself as Lucian scanned his surroundings.
Amanda Jeffrey
Ian St. Martin
Yet they turned their backs, their denial an almost physical force pushing Melodie from the temple’s light.
She had never felt more alone.
“You will take your leave now,” said Qylmaster.