“I don’t need any sleep,” I said, taking a sip of my coffee. “I’ll be fine. What matters is keeping the book safe.” “You can’t keep pushing… Read more “53/366 – The Book”
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52/366 – In Between (Cont.)
Continued from 51/366 – In Between Morn stood there, staring at the creature in front of him in disbelief. He wasn’t sure what was happening, but the ideas… Read more “52/366 – In Between (Cont.)”
51/366 – In Between
continued from 50/366 – The Broken Monolith (Cont.) “You’ve finally come,” a voice said, echoing through the trees. “Welcome to my prison, son of Krovlen.” “Who’s there?” Morn… Read more “51/366 – In Between”
50/366 – The Broken Monolith (Cont.)
Continued from 49/366 – The Broken Monolith (Cont.) “I think we should keep moving,” Master Scaine said, listening for more movement from the woods. “Are we going back… Read more “50/366 – The Broken Monolith (Cont.)”
49/366 – The Broken Monolith (Cont.)
continued from 48/366 – The Broken Monolith “Have you been feeling the same thing?” Helem asked. “Not like that,” Morn said, shaking his head. “I can feel something… Read more “49/366 – The Broken Monolith (Cont.)”
48/366 – The Broken Monolith
Continued from 47/366 – Blackwater Lake (Cont.) The light grew steadily in the morning, filtering through the forest around them as the barrier Koldian had set up faded,… Read more “48/366 – The Broken Monolith”
47/366 – Blackwater Lake (Cont.)
Continued from 46/366 – Blackwater Lake (Cont.) “You think you can fix the stone?” Helem asked. Morn nodded. “Have you seen my father?” Celeste asked, looking at Gordean.… Read more “47/366 – Blackwater Lake (Cont.)”
46/366 – Blackwater Lake (Cont.)
continued from 44/366 – Blackwater Lake Morn and the others followed Master Scaine through the trees as darkness truly set in, plunging them into the inky blackness of… Read more “46/366 – Blackwater Lake (Cont.)”
45/366 – Sheriff Pete’s Tall Tales – The Clay Thrower
Pete drove up the road toward Wrong Road, where dispatch had sent him. The music in his car was low enough that he wouldn’t have an issue… Read more “45/366 – Sheriff Pete’s Tall Tales – The Clay Thrower”
44/366 – Blackwater Lake
Continued from 43/366 – To Leave a Home (Cont.) “It’s just up ahead,” Master Scaine called over his shoulder to the others who were following him. Morn’s legs… Read more “44/366 – Blackwater Lake”
