Atriarch. Do you remember when I took the life of our firstborn? I do. I recall the look of horror
What is worse than killing a child in front of his father? It is a question I had long contemplated.
It has been almost a hundred days since the end of my war. For one hundred days, I have heard
The Realm of Shadows has a new Master. All shall kneel and serve the Dark Mother for all eternity. Throughout
I have dragged my bare feet across the jagged rock floor of Tenebris for weeks. I ran and hid with
“Whore!” “You dare claim you carry the child of the All-Father?” “Whore!” “If this is true, why won’t our Supreme
You have only been gone a hundred days, yet I feel I have missed you for years. We spent many