Chapter Twenty: The Will Which Says to Them, “Hold on!”

For two weeks after the encounter in the cave, Caradoc’s view of the world outside was a stark, blinding white. The snowdrifts caused his eyes pain beyond reason, and so he stayed in the cave where Mother Blood had come to him in all her colorful splendor. There was food, in the form of revolting … Continue reading Chapter Twenty: The Will Which Says to Them, “Hold on!”

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Chapter Nineteen: The Color of Breaking

Atlas’s shop, Mjimeri, Central Isle There were three of them in the room that smelled like sunrises and spice, standing on the floorboards that had once been proud, strong trees but now knew happiness like they hadn’t seen before. Rhia and Atlas were like her. She knew, she could see. But not Apata, she was … Continue reading Chapter Nineteen: The Color of Breaking

A Honey-Paint Artist’s Rendition of a Coillcuradh

"In the Shifting Highlands (once known to outsiders as the Razorgale Isles), it is not uncommon to see Abrugaeli Clansman make roughly hewn paintings out of pigments suspended in honey and diluted in water. The result of the material used is more akin to a picture made of tea stains than actual "paint." However, what … Continue reading A Honey-Paint Artist’s Rendition of a Coillcuradh

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 Seventeen: The Soul Has Illusions As a Bird Has Wings

Aboard the Andromeda Ryker jerked awake to a deep wail that reverberated from the belly of the ship. The shriek washed over him like cold water, chilling his skin. Locke. Locke knew Wren was gone. He was coming. He had found them. Ryker envisioned the Druishk man, with his hellish guards, busting through the door … Continue reading Chapter Seventeen: The Soul Has Illusions As a Bird Has Wings

Chapter Sixteen: I’m Nobody! Who Are You?

Eastmere, Mjimeri, Central Isle Fawkes hated the daylight, partially because he couldn’t see as well. It wasn’t because of Eastmere’s twisting fog or faded monotones. Even in Niki, a place he’d heard was bursting with color, he hadn’t been all that impressed. Sure, the ocean and the soaring, forested cliffs were magnificent, but the color … Continue reading Chapter Sixteen: I’m Nobody! Who Are You?