The blue eyes of Vitelion ( Read more... )

"The world is a large place." Micheal droned simply to the younger kindred. "We are motes of dust upon its surface. Playing at being gods. Standing atop our pedestals and enraptured by our own importance ( Read more... )

Parry, thrust, jab, parry, long stroke, evade. We dance this familiar tune ( Read more... )

Sparks shot in all directions as the hammer collided with the orange steel ( Read more... )

I thing she likes me ( Read more... )

Tongues of flame flickered out of the barely contained energy of Echo's nimbus ( Read more... )

Deacon walked across the courtyard exiting the consilia. Joule kept pace ( Read more... )

Summer for some brings anger. Its rage is contagious. Wrath burns like bonfires in the hearts of Summer courtiers and they stand as a vanguard against our enemies ( Read more... )

I meet her, she strikes me as kind ( Read more... )

Micheal is a Daeva ( Read more... )