

Creed of the Morta JusstifarI believe in the infinite and unquestionable wisdom of the Hierarchs Vandantell knelt beneath the shadow of the Tricrest of the Morta-Jusstifar, its dark imprint on his skin moving with the flickering candle light. He unclasped the silver broach at his throat, relieving his back of the heavy wool cloak that fell to the ground behind him.Creed of the Morta Jusstifar
Who in Their grace, through my service The brief clatter of metal on granite sounded out through the crackling of the candles when he tiredly let fall his weapon before him. As when a dying man peacefully falls asleep, Vandantell felt his burden fall from


Evalo--Chapter 1Last night, I dreamed. I can’t even remember the dream, really, just scattered fragments. Smoothly gliding sharks in the twilight, closing in on a slender person. Big, iron cannons. Shadows moving out of sync with the three-dimensional people casting them. Excess of color, swirling.Evalo--Chapter 1
I fidgeted in my flimsy plastic chair for the twelfth time (something was wrong if I was counting) and slumped my shoulders. Another school assembly. What was up with these school assemblies? They had them far too often, lecturing us about the same things. Wear dress code, don’t chew gum, no violence, no drugs…Apparently they thought
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Last year I was trying to ambush Kii when she got off the bus, but I tripped over a planter and brained my damage.
~Ma friend
- Sal
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LIT NEEDS SOUND
Make A Noise About It Here
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