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The West Marches smelled like wet dirt and something that might have been freedom, if freedom came with a side of panic and a strong urge to vomit.
Serika Westwood—because that was apparently her name now, according to the translucent blue window that had materialized in front of her face...
I reach pushup eighty and drop flat. Sweat splashes on rough cement. Cedric walks by my bars, the light above him buzzing.
"Hey, Charles. Still want a book? Something to pass the time?" He waves an old paperback.
I sit on my knees. "Pass the time? That is my whole life now. Slide it in...
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Chapter 1 - The Tower Awakens
Eliard Grey stood at the base of the Tower of Ascension, his breath caught in his throat as he...
Threadmarks: Chapter 1: Where am I? But more importantly… Who am I?
In the midst of a tranquil, crystal-clear, light blue ocean, an isolated island could be seen. The island possessed an overwhelming beauty, almost like a priceless jewel hidden in the vastness of the sea, with its edges adorned by almost translucent white beaches, creating a beautiful contrast...
How deep into the darkness would you go to save those that depend on you?
Isaac is the only remaining reactor technician of what was once a massive colony ship seeking out a new home planet. Humanity has been forced among the stars. After a cataclysmic event that renders their home world...
Mateo is your typical fire-boy. Criminal, argumentative, ambivalent; ambition something long forgotten. But when a star topples out of the sky and falls into his lap, it unlocks a Mantle—a strange device of endless miracles and growth.
It looks suspiciously like a cape.
He'll have to...
Not everyone can be chosen, and not all can become heroes.
Our protagonist is ripped from his comfortable life on Earth into a world of fantasy and magic reminiscent of the roleplaying games he once enjoyed. Chosen by the Goddess of Justice Avaria, he draws the attention of an even more...
Sypnosis:
Chains of ice, the crown of kings,
Evil shall emerge from the broken wings
Brilliance may lead to downfall,
Darkness might bring respite
Because not every salvation,
Is found within the light
—Prophecy of the Blind Sage, Excerpt VII, The Grey Book
A pleasant and comfortable...