
The Harder Path
Lillian Herington
All gathered had heard of what the Snow Followers had done.
“We swore an oath that no faith-traitors would ever again follow those falsely claiming to be Avarosa reborn.
Lillian Herington
All gathered had heard of what the Snow Followers had done.
“We swore an oath that no faith-traitors would ever again follow those falsely claiming to be Avarosa reborn.
Odin Austin Shafer
He looked down at Xayah and shrugged.
“No, you damn idiot!” Xayah screamed. “The matches! The fire sticks behind your ear!”
Aaron Dembski-Bowden
And, as always, instinct was there to catch him. He turned, he roared, and he swung at the closest of the men hauling him away.
Joey Yu
Amanda Jeffrey
Katie Chironis
Laura Michet
Then he looked up, too.
Whatever curse he bellowed was smothered by the avalanche.
Two curtains of white separated from the cliff tops above them.
John O'Bryan
The servant hurdled the freshly grown thicket, struggling to catch up to Qiyana, and to maintain the temperature of her mist cloud.
John O’Bryan
Guards poured into the room, though not quickly enough to catch the fleeing Akshan, who disappeared through a window into the cool desert night.
Michael Yichao
Even in the darkness, she oozes confidence and charm. All other eyes immediately fly to her.
My mark.
“Well, this is disappointing,” she drawls.
Ian St. Martin
Graham McNeill
But then Svarfell the helmsman, curse his mighty shoulder, centered the rudder to right the ship.
And, sadly, Olaf had lived.
Anthony Reynolds
“Good. He is my brother, by oath. My wife would be angry if I had let him get killed.”
“What’s going on?”
Graham McNeill
Olaf grinned, and his grim countenance vanished like snow before the summer.
“You swear it?”
“I swear it,” promised Sejuani. “But to answer your first question, Viljalmr will take it as an ill-omen that the tribe’s leader returns with nothing to show for her hunt.”
Michael Luo
A familiar face stands by the entrance.
“Still awake?” Olber says.
“I'm going for a walk.
Jared Rosen
Jared Rosen
A smuggler’s port, or maybe a stopoff for fishing ships from Bilgewater? Meir could catch a boat, start over again in the Serpent Isles, and then—
“Stop thinking,” threatens the broken-faced man.
The tentacle of water lost its shape in an instant, and splashed to the ground to the startled delight of onlookers.
The elder and his sentinels dropped their buckets.