Novel excerpts

The summary of your path: Death. Continue Reading →

The sound comes first — the clatter of boots, the ring of steel.
Guards. Continue Reading →

You lift the mushroom to your lips and the room contracts: the walls breathe, the sea’s hiss becomes a drum under skin. Continue Reading →

You set the quill down, the parchment untouched, and let a long silence fill the room. The city sleeps beneath the banners of your house, unaware that the game is already changing. Continue Reading →

The parchment trembles slightly in your hands as you seal it, the wax warm from your signet. A messenger waits at the gate, a shadow against the morning mist. Continue Reading →

The ink dries, the parchment curling slightly at the edges, and you send your proclamation out across Moravice and the surrounding lands. Word spreads like wildfire. Continue Reading →

The advisors arrived in Moravice under the cover of a brisk spring morning. Their ships glided into the harbor, banners fluttering in the wind with the imperial crest of Claudius gleaming in gilt and silver. Continue Reading →

The dawn bleeds thin light through the mists, washing the streets of Moravice in pale, colorless hues. Continue Reading →

You rode to Margaret, and she was waiting at the meeting point you had agreed on—a lonely stretch of birch and stone overlooking the misted shore, her figure half-shrouded in dawnlight, as if she had been standing there for hours, waiting not just for you, but for the fate that would follow in your wake. Continue Reading →

You sit alone in the quiet of the study, the weight of the parchment in your hand pressing like lead against your chest. Continue Reading →