Masha’s Tale

“Shavrak! Shavrak! Shavrak!” The cheers reverberate off of the shallow wooden roof above the blood-stained sand floor of the fighting pit. A young dwarven women lies face up in the center of the ring, crimson streaking from her nostrils. She looks up at the olive-skinned Orc standing over her, taking in the applause and adoration … Continue reading Masha’s Tale


The Beckon at the Gate

Within these last few moments of my short life, among the darkest voids of the night, I wish to write these ever present and fading thoughts. The desire flickering in the coldest regions of the primordial psyche to put freshly sharpened pencil lead to paper; telling all of nothing I can truly describe or recall. … Continue reading The Beckon at the Gate