Nadaraja violently plunged the dagger into Nevain’s gut. The young man gritted his jaw and grunted as Nadaraja slowly began twisting the blade. Blood seeped through Nevain’s cloak as his torn flesh glistened in the hot lamplight.

Nadaraja violently plunged the dagger into Nevain’s gut. The young man gritted his jaw and grunted as Nadaraja slowly began twisting the blade. Blood seeped through Nevain’s cloak as his torn flesh glistened in the hot lamplight.

There are moments in the history of people and planets when myth, legend, and inescapable destiny rule. Such times are bound by prophecy and once begun, are impossible to halt—for the fates of all, unknowingly intertwined, move toward a numinous end that will not be denied.

There are moments in the history of people and planets when myth, legend, and inescapable destiny rule. Such times are bound by prophecy and once begun, are impossible to halt—for the fates of all, unknowingly intertwined, move toward a numinous end that will not be denied.

Instead of being illuminated by a sun, Terra’s daylight was a gift of the Arkai, and shone down from the Zenith of each continent’s sacred mountain.

Instead of being illuminated by a sun, Terra’s daylight was a gift of the Arkai, and shone down from the Zenith of each continent’s sacred mountain.