A heavy silence hung over Zorim Field, broken only by the occasional rustle of...
Alvinnué
Morning light bathed the horizon in pale gold as Alvinnué and Brynda continued along...
The afternoon sun stretched long shadows across the land as Alvinnué walked the narrow...
King Edmon Geldanos sat taller in his throne as Aelric approached, his posture firm...
A soft, lilting tune drifted through the veil of Alvinnué’s dreams, a gentle thread...
The carriage rumbled along the narrow, moonlit path, the sound of galloping hooves growing...
The stables were quiet under the blanket of night, save for the soft rustling...