Chapter Twenty-Five: The Voice of Death

"This is more dumb than crossing the Lucent Sea on an oyster skiff." Rhia was absentmindedly tugging on ends of her gloves—Atlas's gloves—flexing her fingers when they weren't at her neck, reaching for her absent necklace. "You don't have to come," Atlas said. "The ship is right over there. I'm sure Apata would greatly appreciate … Continue reading Chapter Twenty-Five: The Voice of Death

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Chapter Twenty-Two: Any Port in a Storm

Aboard the Jesuine, Northmere, Mjimeri When Atlas reached the Glass Harbor, it was nearing sunset, the arches and towers of Effre aflame with the reds and oranges of dying day. He ignored it, scanning instead for signs of the Highlands girl. She’d be the easiest to find. She’d left him, thank the gods, and he’d … Continue reading Chapter Twenty-Two: Any Port in a Storm

Playlist Part I

With Part I finished, we'll be taking a short hiatus to collect our thoughts and make Part II even better. Are you excited? We are. But don't worry! While we're writing away, we'll still be bringing you awesome Bakkajian content. For now, enjoy this playlist to accompany Part I!

Chapter Eighteen: A Really Good Excuse

Eastmere, Mjimeri, Central Isle Atlas desperately wanted to sleep. It wasn’t just that he was tired—though he hadn’t slept in, he counted them, thirty-three hours, and that at Aryn’s—it was that he was so gods damned tired of people wanting things from him that if another bedraggled kid claiming anything about him even so much … Continue reading Chapter Eighteen: A Really Good Excuse