Driftwood’s tavern was among the new buildings, a lurking slanted mess of old planks and half-eaten draperies. An ancient shark’s jaws hung above the bar, so large that they’d started collapsing the small bowsprit from which they hung. Oily lanterns cast sickly light through the interior, where many an unsavory type waited. Cadence made their […]
(For the earlier piece of the Brothers’ tale, start with The Youth, the Writer and the Warrior, Here) Once there must have lived some wizened scholar or noble matron who could recount the true end of the three Brothers’ tale in full, but it has been lost. Of the Youth’s death by heartbreak, all bards […]
The year is 2020. Runaway corporate avarice is consuming Earth’s natural resources to the point of unsustainability, and not a single imposing dystopian metropolis has been built in the process. With each day, society’s rancid husk sags further upon its shattered metaphorical ribs, soon to collapse entirely. In a disappointingly functional, non-cyberpunk apartment rented at […]
Cadence worked their lips to one side, loosed an ambivalent smack, and then brightened up. Sure, they thought, it might be that Our Lady’s just sent me here to work out some petty trade dispute before it turns bloody. Or… or, it might be a chance for some real work. “Appy,” they said aloud, “would you […]
Pierce every ragged veil you wish and scourge abyssal mists until time dies. You cannot find the Creation-Reaper’s Hall. It vanished when its Maker breathed the last zealous oaths, fled the tawdry bounds we call existence. If you glimpsed it, drifting, if you bridged the riven umbral realms, passed the cobalt slashes burning ever-testament to […]
Three figures trod across a soggy plain, disparate feet displacing pale bluish sand. On every side they faced tidal pools filled by iridescent fish and crustaceans–often nestled in crevices and bowls formed by the lowest spurs of peculiar half-circle rock formations in dark reds and oranges. Fewer but much larger formations created ridges and causeways […]
Yes, yes, I know, it’s not actually lost, and I do think many of our current woes with it are just a phase, but this article will remain relevant long after that phase ends. Let’s get to it, eh? Shock and horror! Valiantly attempting to defend the elven prince from the Blacksickle Assassins, the shield-maiden […]
(Or, “How I Learned To Stop Worrying and Write the Dong”) In retrospect, I think this was doomed to happen from the moment, as I wrote the earliest drafts of The Necromancer and the Revenant, that I decided to include a sex demon who isn’t portrayed as evil purely because she happens to enjoy being a […]
I undertook an exhausting journey to reach this point, and as I’ve just completed that journey (around 8:45 PM EST!) I won’t be writing much here tonight. For now, suffice to say that The Necromancer and the Revenant is finished. Characters warped and mutated, plotlines merged and reappeared, heroes became anti-heroes, and Gratai’s height fluctuated madly both […]
That’s right, readers, I’m continuing work on The Necromancer and the Revenant with nothing less than V3 of the book! This is the most comprehensive round of developmental edits since, well, V2. I’m axing the prologue entirely (it’ll reappear later as a lore document, so those who liked it: don’t worry, others can still enjoy what you […]
Ashenvein Gate: Stories & Dreams 
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