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January 30 – 1027 YD Delus Palace, Miggest A quiet knock came to Vilsonius’ chamber door. Setting aside the worn scrolls at his desk, he walked heavily to the door. __‘Your Majesty.’ __‘Have I not woken you?’ Lady Galluel saw his desk-lamp was lit. ‘It is very late.’ __‘Yes,’ he agreed. __Silence.
January 26 – 1027 YD Gesula, Lenyol Mellena woke to the terrible sound of Mitchas wailing. __‘Dada?’ she spoke feebly, her fingernails denting the soft pine of Kengar’s front door. __Mitchas sobbed at her voice, pressing his palms to his eyes. __Mellena sank to his side. ‘No, no.’ She held her father fast by the … More Chapter Eleven: §4 (Revised)
Act II has begun, but planning and time constraints have marred the road. Please enjoy the small offering I have to give, and help me summon the focus to complete the chapter by month’s end. Next >
January 25 – 1027 YD Offenure, Lenyol Régan paced her chambers oscillating between straightening the items on her shelves, clawing her hair, flattening her blankets, and cursing at herself and the sky beyond the window glass.
January 24 – 1027 YD Delus, Miggest Sevína appeared in Delus Palace with Brennan in her arms. Vilsonius abandoned the table and attempted to heal Brennan with her, but broken organs are like shattered glass. He faded from the light within a bloody minute.
January 24 – 1027 YD Gesula, Lenyol Custodin Màtac had ordered the Beran to convene. Brennan awaited his conviction within the dungeons, their sunless confines and silent guards offering little information on the progress of his trial. Countless times he had grasped and implored his amethyst anklet interwoven with a plait of Sevína’s hair, but … More Chapter Eleven: Tempest §1