He caught Laveth stealing wood from the royal forest, but rather than hanging her, Ranald took her to bed.
Category: fantasy excerpt
This Textured Darkness, #15
“I’ll send a feather dyed blue, its color changed from beyond. When you receive it, know that King Rand has been granted a path in the Deep.”
This Textured Darkness, #13
“As well as any knocking against the void. He suffers. He yearns.”
This Textured Darkness, #12
“I’m my father’s son,” the King replied. “if that’s what you mean.”
This Textured Darkness, #11
“Your father’s soul is at stake.”
This Textured Darkness, #8
The white rock was now gray, splashes of Tianne’s tears in stark relief.
This Textured Darkness, #6
The stranger was of slight build and indeterminate years, clad simply in a blue robe.
This Textured Darkness, #5
“In the meantime, spare us this Nevers nonsense,” said Fulcruchen to Anjhest. “There’s no such thing as a Twinning Road.” “We shall see,” said Rand, plugging the… Read more “This Textured Darkness, #5”
This Textured Darkness, #4
“They’re calling twinning roads,” began Anjhest. “It is said a man will meet himself again and again, but he’ll never come to an end. Nor will he die.”
This Textured Darkness, #3
“Let us hope the birds have enough privacy to breed!” roared the King.
