Dance of the Midnight Emmisary
1 Part
The Prologue of a short novel.
A Shadow is prowling the City Of Ebony. And Shadows show little mercy.
An alchemist slinks around a hushed city. But a plot is boiling, and the players are set- the chase for Immortality is on.
I needed to blow off some steam.
On the rolling dunes of Vaelrim, a Wraith stalks the night.
A little idea.
And I am done.
I grind my tongue along my jaw...
In rural Ireland, a town's sanity trickles away.
And shouldn't I be?
The Gods are Gone