Chapter 13: Dire Wolf

The dire wolf is identical to its cousin, except larger, faster, smarter, and stronger. They are said to be an aberration of nature: the product of magical meddling. Whatever their origin, they have been a plague to humanity since before the oldest written records. While a normal wolf is, for the most part, shy around people, the dire wolf seeks… Read more →

Chapter 12: The Dinsmore Faerie

The faerie I was looking for was named Imena, but most people called her the Dinsmore Faerie. She did not reside in Dinsmore, per se, but they had claimed her as something of a representative. She frequently allowed travellers to gaze upon her beauty and even granted some of their wishes. As such, she was one of the more commonly… Read more →

Chapter 11: Evading Tunic

When it grew too dark to continue, I rested. I had originally planned to sleep, but adrenaline coursed through my veins. I was anxious to distance myself from the home where I had been shamefully rejected. I suppose a part of me realised I was overreacting. I didn’t allow those thoughts to linger though. I was afraid that in a… Read more →

Chapter 10: Alone

When it grew too dark to continue, I rested. I had originally planned to sleep, but adrenaline coursed through my veins. I was anxious to distance myself from the home where I had been shamefully rejected. I suppose a part of me realised I was overreacting. I didn’t allow those thoughts to linger though. I was afraid that in a… Read more →

Chapter 9: Escape

I did not return home. I would have had to face my parents then. I just ran. I ran until my legs burned and began to slow, then I forced them forward again. Eventually I stumbled upon a rut, and buried myself in it. I curled up on the cold ground and wept without noise, afraid I would be found.… Read more →

Chapter 8: Ground Harpy Feathers

The unfortunate consequence of my Zweiday festivities was having to explain my bandaged hands. I eventually settled that I’d burned them while cooking. There were many holes in that explanation, but luckily, Tunic wouldn’t be sharing the truth. For him to deny me he’d have to mime the whole thing out and I doubted he would do so. I did… Read more →

Chapter 7: Archery

Though I was glad to see Ladd return to work on Zweiday, I doubt he cared to see me. I had a litany of things I wished to say to him: how I had missed him and wished things could return to the way they were. But whenever I got to talking seriously, he would chasten me saying, “Not at… Read more →

Chapter 6: Einsday

I was the first to awaken on Einsday. I had dressed and readied myself before mother and father so much as stirred. I supposed yesterday had been stressful for them too. Mother rarely worked in the shop; only when father or I was ill. I determined to remedy that by making the morning meal. I was a lousy cook and… Read more →

Chapter 5: Mending Mistakes

The workday was lonely without Ladd and when father had to leave to meet a supplier, I was left to carry the heavy merchandise alone. I had no idea how heavy a sack of flour was until that terrible afternoon. I planned to visit Ladd that evening but when I got to his door and raised my hand to knock,… Read more →

Chapter 4: Tunic’s Valley

I, of course, had no idea where Tunic was leading me. I suppose I could have been frightened. It was not as though I really knew him. That he lived on his own in the woods should have made him grounds for suspicion, but there was something trustworthy about him. Or, perhaps, I just felt apologetic for not having defending… Read more →