I dream often of the trial and our ensuing separation. The 5flames cackling as I burn out of existence there and roar to life here. It must have been weeks now… I find myself magically enclosed in a small room. There are no doors. The only ...
We huddled shivering in the dark, terrified but back safe on shore. Fifty meters away Walden’s cabin twinkled with soft light, merrily unaware of us. A bark sounded from inside, and a moment later the door creaked open. Walden’s nimble silhouette ...
Chrysippus looked to Walden across the campfire waiting for a response. It was a crisp, clear night and while he waited, the air filled with the sounds of flames licking wood and mirrowhils cooing in tall trees around us. She took her time, slowly ...
Romulus and I walked briskly through the forest, buoyed by possibility. But some hours later, unsure whether we were making any progress, sure we were going in circles, we sat down on a fallen log. “Hey,” said Romulus, “Look at ...