Chapter 2

Memories of Life, Love, and Darkness


Elarial quickly raced down the halls of her former home, her soft leather boots making little sound against the marble. She could tell by the fact that they were using marble for the masonry in this part of the castle, that she wasn't very close to where she needed to be yet. Yet she wished she could stay in these halls. She could see some of the paintings where she and Aiden had drawn mustache's on the faces of the royal kings and queens

Chapter 1

The Bounty Hunter and the Bard


Aiden the court bard of the royal family De'Vuche (the leading royal family) and easily the finest bard in the capital city of Rydel, was busily writing a new piece for the grand ball, when a loud rap sounded at the door. The sudden surprise of somebody at the door made his pen slip down the page ruining some of his notes. “Ack! My ink! Well whoever you are, it had better be good at this hour!” Aiden grumbled as he got up to check w

Chapter 3

Never poke a sleeping Dragon

It was getting colder and colder as she reached towards the end of her goal. She knew that she was getting high up in the caverns of the crescent mountains, but she hadn't expected it to be that much colder than the dungeons. “Stupid, bloody, Silver Dragons, and their obsession with the cold.” She muttered under her breath as she wrapped her cloak more tightly around herself, and used her glowing black scythe as a walking stick. She could sc