The Fox and the Lumberjack

On a warm summer day in a forest made of every living tree that had ever been seen, and even a few that had yet to be discovered, a burly Lumberjack sat on a stump and ate his lunch of beans and bread and cheese. He whistled as he ate, knowing the end of the … Continue reading The Fox and the Lumberjack


Chapter Eight: Three Days Left

Eastmere, Mjimeri, Central Isle The back room of Atlas’s shop was dedicated to books. He called it a rare book room, but in all reality, any book he could get his hands on found a place on the shelves. He had added an armchair a few years back that Fishnik had claimed not long after, … Continue reading Chapter Eight: Three Days Left

Chapter Seven: Strong Reasons Make Strong Action

Niki Island, Southern Isles The crushed shell gravel crunched under Rhia’s feet. She’d abandoned her fish cart—to the bleeding seas with it—and went to work looking for Fawkes. The sun’s rays glistened on the path before her, lighting it bright in a wash of red, like fire. The village was waking, or rather, had been … Continue reading Chapter Seven: Strong Reasons Make Strong Action