1.52 [Jason]
Hero of the Alabaster Depths
What distinguished a hero from a man?
[Leave it be, leave it be, leave it be.]
Back then, he’d been certain that he knew. ...
2021-12-16 05:38:39 +0000 UTC View Post
Hero of the Alabaster Depths
What distinguished a hero from a man?
[Leave it be, leave it be, leave it be.]
Back then, he’d been certain that he knew. ...
2021-12-16 05:38:39 +0000 UTC View PostThe Son of Rome
Jason fell to one knee, staring down at the mess I’d made of Selene’s floor. For her part, the Scarlet Oracle only slapped me lightly on the shoulder for ...
2021-12-13 08:08:58 +0000 UTC View PostThe Young Griffon
The ideal of the institutions that we called the greater mystery cults was camaraderie in pursuit of greater understanding. These were learning places, yes,...
2021-12-13 04:01:40 +0000 UTC View PostThe Son of Rome
Solus. The wind carried my name to me, a whisper with no visible source. I grunted and stood up, shrugging the weight of command off my shoulders. 2021-12-11 03:14:03 +0000 UTC View Post
The Young Griffon
“The old man you’re here to punch,” whispered the little king, Leo, “it’s the Gadfly, isn’t it?”
“It is.”
“We’ll help you,...
2021-12-08 05:49:57 +0000 UTC View PostThe Son of Rome
“You were right to seek out Aristotle first.”
I watched death lance towards my heart, a spear with a dull wooden tip that was better suited for a st...
2021-12-04 04:11:13 +0000 UTC View PostThe Young Griffon
“Lio! Teach-”
I slapped the little king upside his head. He yelped.
“When did I say you could call me that?”
“Griffon,” he ame...
2021-12-02 18:09:14 +0000 UTC View PostThe Son of Rome
When I was a young boy, my father took me into the city of Rome to see a marching band.
“There are as many approaches to cultivation as there are star...
2021-11-18 03:19:48 +0000 UTC View PostThe Young Griffon
“Observe,” I whispered, as I hunted the Huntsman, ”the coward in his natural state.”
Lefteris’ nameless boys crept after me, bolts of forest...
2021-11-13 00:49:26 +0000 UTC View PostThe Son of Rome
As a young patrician of Rome, and later an attendant to the general of the west, I had grown used to being in the presence of powerful people. Those with phys...
2021-11-12 06:21:22 +0000 UTC View PostThe Young Griffon
I wondered what Sol was up to.
”I swear by the Physician, and all the gods and goddesses as my witnesses, that, according to my ability and judg...
2021-11-09 05:07:35 +0000 UTC View PostThe Son of Rome
I realized very quickly that my time as Gaius’ shadow had spoiled me. My conception of what a mentor - or a patron - was, had been heavily skewed by years o...
2021-11-07 04:27:44 +0000 UTC View PostThe Little Kyrios
In the aftermath of his discourse with his eldest cousin, Myron realized something that should have been evident to him from the beginning. Actions had cons...
2021-11-05 04:52:58 +0000 UTC View PostThe Little Kyrios
The first day after Lio left the Rosy Dawn was the longest, and the most difficult. There were tears, anguish, frustrations, and above all else a horrible f...
2021-11-04 01:42:38 +0000 UTC View PostOld ‘Zalus
The room was large but modestly furnished, barren by the standards of most made men. Its floors were polished marble, pure and unblemished by gemstone veins. Wha...
2021-11-03 16:04:08 +0000 UTC View PostThe Son of Rome
“Tell me, Solus, what do Romans do for fun?” Selene asked, resting on her stomach in the late kyrios‘ bed while I paced slowly around the room. Her legs...
2021-11-02 03:04:22 +0000 UTC View PostThe Young Griffon
The second rank of the Sophic Realm felt much like the first.
The difference was enormous by the standards of a Civic cultivator, of course. My reserv...
2021-10-30 05:21:36 +0000 UTC View PostThe Gold-String Guardian
Names were strange things.
Eleftherios. Lefteris for short. Neither name had been given to him at birth, but his mother had told him from a you...
2021-10-29 02:33:39 +0000 UTC View PostThe Son of Rome
“Arrogant, belligerent child,” Socrates muttered as he stalked out of the rugged chamber with its shard of tongues. “I’ll box his ears until they fall off. ...
2021-10-27 16:33:30 +0000 UTC View PostThe Young Griffon
What is the nature of tribulation?
Back when I had leapt from the top of the eastern mountain range with Sol at my side, in the throes of my ascension...
2021-10-26 05:26:30 +0000 UTC View PostThe Son of Rome
“Bastard,” I snarled. “Vile old wretch. Low life latrine digger. I’ll put you on a cross.”
“I’m sure you will,” Socrates said, ...
2021-10-24 04:59:53 +0000 UTC View PostThe Young Griffon
When I was seven years old I called upon Nikolas to face me in the marble octagon. He was exactly twice my age at that time, and his cultivation was exactly...
2021-10-20 21:11:14 +0000 UTC View PostThe Son of Rome
We flew.
There was no other way to describe it. The old man in his rags of unassuming filth held tight to my hair and pulled me up to heaven, faster tha...
2021-10-18 03:23:34 +0000 UTC View PostThe Young Griffon
“Right, you just happened to cross paths after the funeral, and just happened to come to an accord on the topic of insurrection out of the goodne...
2021-10-06 22:03:19 +0000 UTC View PostThe Unkindness
“Violence is an art.”
The Heroic huntsman, clad in his midnight black rags, twitched and looked over his shoulder. As he did, he palmed anot...
2021-09-30 04:34:19 +0000 UTC View PostHero of the Scything Squall
Slayer of monsters. Champion of humanity.
Scythas hadn’t been either of those things in a very long time. These days, he hardly remembered...
2021-09-27 23:32:14 +0000 UTC View PostThe Son of Rome
We parted ways after the immediate plans had been made for sundown, Griffon and Elissa heading back to the ruined residential streets while Jason and I made f...
2021-09-23 04:03:20 +0000 UTC View PostThe Young Griffon
As a child grew old in body and soul, walking that crucial transitory bridge between adolescence and adulthood, the first iteration of their identity finall...
2021-09-22 03:48:04 +0000 UTC View Post