
From The Ashes
Aaron Dembski-Bowden
“So… why didn’t you just say all that? Why make me hold my breath?”
“I have said all of that before.
Aaron Dembski-Bowden
“So… why didn’t you just say all that? Why make me hold my breath?”
“I have said all of that before.
The prince himself honored Shyvana’s bravery, and promised that she would always have a place at his side, if she would return with him to his father’s halls.
Katie Chironis
Jared Rosen
Throughout the day, these cultists throw livestock into the hole. They throw each other into the hole. Sometimes they throw themselves into the hole.
Tristana slung Boomer over her shoulder and set off once more, whistling a jaunty tune as she looked for more stars to name.
The creature was seemingly dead, but its unnatural skin had taken hold upon the flesh of her arm. The dark shell tingled, but was hard as steel to the touch.
John O'Bryan
Graham McNeill
“Take a deep breath,” Tamara advises him. “You know this stuff. Your work is good.”
L J Goulding
I will discard this appearance, and when we break camp I will find another.
None will note the absence of the young blade-squire, or recall his name. Few will remember he was ever here.
Ariel Lawrence
“By Starlight,” I whisper. “They have wings.”
I shout to the others. “They have wings! We can’t let them reach the camp!”
Bidding his mother a tearful farewell, he set out to travel the Freljord.
Over the years, countless stories spread of Braum’s mighty feats and good deeds.
Graham McNeill
Jared Rosen
Nilah’s eyes flash with excitement. “How big do they get?”
“I’unno. Ten, fifteen oars? That one looks pretty big.”
Laura Michet
Sarah must have had a serious claim on Captain Ruven, because he scrambled to make his ship, the Trained Rat, ready for sail the very next day.
Jared Rosen
Muttering about the dark.
Davil, that poor fool, takes the militia and goes in. And I… I’m there with him. I have my blade.
Jared Rosen
“That takes the artistry out of it. You don’t build a name for yourself by sticking to the shadows—you have to give the people a show!”
Ian St Martin
Celwyn snapped free from the shock that had rooted him in place. He reached out for his son, struggling to get hold of Abel and pull him out.