68. Dies Irae
I cast a last glance at the army arrayed before us and return my attention to Melusine. I note in passing that she feels like a Master now, though weakened as she is, it is hard to tel...
2020-04-08 02:17:03 +0000 UTC View Post
Mecanimus posts
??. Black and Red Healer.
183? undisclosed location.
I stroll leisurely alongside the river, enjoying the silence and the feeling of a job well done. Light from gas lampposts illuminates the doric columns of the massi...
2020-04-01 17:01:06 +0000 UTC View PostIllustration for the Novel!
In case you haven't seen it on RR or Discord yet, here is fledgling Ari not letting despair get to her. This was paid by your donations! Thanks so much.
2020-03-29 17:30:40 +0000 UTC View Post67. Expect the Unexpected
The Sweet Sunrise docked without issue. Nobody challenges us as we walk down the gangway, which should not be happening. I was joking earlier, but perhaps it is true. They may...
2020-03-29 15:56:15 +0000 UTC View Post66. ...un alligator se tapit.
The veil of thorns parts. I move past the fog with all the speed I can muster, not believing my own instincts. For a moment, I see nothing, hear nothing, yet I do not slow. Eventually,...
2020-03-26 02:49:37 +0000 UTC View Post65. Sur les bords du Mississippi...
The Sweet Sunrise paddles lazily forward across murky water as I make my way to her deck. She is rather small as steamboats go, though no less majestic for it. The novelty of ...
2020-03-21 16:11:41 +0000 UTC View Post64. Knight takes Queen.
The dining room. Achilles is trying to look serious with his freshly grown adolescent beard. Papa’s eyes are full of mirth and my aunt Catherine’s are full of prid...
2020-03-16 16:37:25 +0000 UTC View Post63. Reign of Blood.
Lambert’s blue eyes are the cold of the deepest ice as he steps towards me with barely contained fury. I take my spear out and twirl it casually. We will come to blows but I wouldn...
2020-03-11 05:34:34 +0000 UTC View Post62. Eneru
September 22nd, 1833, Marquette.
The council room is stunned into silence after hearing my revelations. Ten years ago, I would have been ridiculed for stati...
2020-03-09 05:47:13 +0000 UTC View Post61. Before the storm
September 4th 1833, Marquette.
I awake in the darkness. As usual.
I slide the sarcophagus’ lid open and make a note to oil the hinges. The blasted thing already looks too...
2020-03-05 01:59:40 +0000 UTC View Post60. Big Game Hunting
All the remaining mortals, a dozen people including Meritt, gather around us to witness our untimely argument. I frown at Nami’s display. Our arrangement is clear, she m...
2020-02-29 11:27:24 +0000 UTC View Post59. Omen of the end.
This night, I wake up to a strange ceiling. Vampire minds are instantly clear and I am spared the instinctive panic of one who comes to, in an unexpected place. Instead, I decide to ta...
2020-02-27 07:05:35 +0000 UTC View Post58. The First Queen
As I walk across the circle, I sense power beneath my feet and realize what is happening. The untrained mages outside are not casters, they are fuel.
Semiramis is casually channe...
2020-02-20 02:42:47 +0000 UTC View Post57. The Beacon
The removal of minorities from Marquette goes without trouble, the few concerned individuals already resolved to their fates. The Dream as well as the main street are exempt, which mak...
2020-02-14 03:21:21 +0000 UTC View Post56. Preparations
The strange ship bobs on the waves of an endless ocean. Above there are no clouds, only a sky without stars and the quiescent tendrils of the Watcher. The ship is small enough that...
2020-02-09 05:36:20 +0000 UTC View Post55. Sin. And explosions.
First comes a wave, then the feeling of being compressed, like under a cosmic rolling pin. The blast sends me into the air like a ragdoll. Up becomes down, down becomes left and earth ...
2020-02-03 15:55:49 +0000 UTC View Post54. City of the Night
I immediately recognize the visiting mage. Her hair color is more intense than I remember, reminding me of Sinead’s true form. The rebellious girl has turned assertive and her beauty...
2020-01-29 15:02:01 +0000 UTC View Post53. Three is a Crowd (trigger warning: racial slur)
I dodge a clawing motion then another, stunned at what I see.
So weak.
Ogotai is pitifully slow, his movements jerky and inefficient. I feel like I am fighting a drunk chil...
2020-01-24 13:58:23 +0000 UTC View PostAnnouncement: the state of Journey
A few days ago I cashed out the Patreon earnings for the first time since I started writing. The total was just over a thousand USD and I could not be more grateful for your support. I quit my job ...
2020-01-17 17:45:18 +0000 UTC View Post52. Fate and Absurdity
I awaken to moans of pain and the coppery scent of congealed blood. My hands find the sarcophagus’ opening mechanism and the lid opens without a sound.
Something went wrong. We...
2020-01-17 17:29:24 +0000 UTC View Post51. Prince of Azure and Gold.
Sinead plops on my comfortable mattress and extends his arms with a satisfied smile.
“That’s my bed!”
“And it saddens me to see it go to waste. Goose feathers, the best one can ...
2020-01-12 15:18:55 +0000 UTC View Post50. Under the Skin
Behind the Dream, two minutes on foot eastward, one can find a small shop called the Seamstress Union. Every month, a cart makes the rounds of nearby farms to drop off spools of cotton...
2020-01-06 22:13:44 +0000 UTC View Post49. The Shadow over Marquette.
September 1813
Message to Isaac of the Rosenthal.
Metis is well.
Marquette, IL.
A.
December 1813 2020-01-03 19:09:52 +0000 UTC View Post
48. Pyre of Dreams
I slowly make my way to a flat piece of ground and sit down.
I feel tired, in a bone-wary way that I did not think possible. The pain of asphyxiation has mostly abated with the d...
2019-12-28 23:25:02 +0000 UTC View Post47. Nemesis
I lean against one of the corners of the tent and breathe in vain. Isaac takes a step forward, as if to help, then shakes his head in shame.
“I will not go ...
46. The Eternal Game
Instead of asking me to wait, Venet’s two sentries bow smartly and lift the flap of the command tent. I find Isaac sitting at a desk busy making notes, and he stands up as soon as I ...
2019-12-15 20:42:08 +0000 UTC View PostNot a chapter: thank you
Normally I keep communications here at a minimum but there are officially a hundred people supporting me and that means a lot to me. I am flattered beyond words. So there, please accept the express...
2019-12-14 12:35:35 +0000 UTC View Post45. Embracing Modernity.
I sprint up the cliff to the best artillery expert we have. Behind me, fiery flowers bloom in the midst of our encampments, forcing the remaining men away from their cots and their wea...
2019-12-11 10:22:44 +0000 UTC View Post44. Daydreaming
Perhaps due to my deep concern, or simply by chance, I find myself at the heart of my mental palace. The Watcher’s tendrils float outside, more animated than usual. The ...
2019-12-07 04:12:35 +0000 UTC View Post43. Confluence.
After Dalton had his fun, Loth takes over and get us moored or anchored or whatever it is called to the Clarkson Cove pier. Nobody in the tiny port town even reacts to the obvious signs of battle d...
2019-12-02 04:47:40 +0000 UTC View Post