Novel excerpts

You see the Baroness depart with Sir Stevan, as your guide, by your side. Hw knows very well the routes that lead to and from this city. Continue Reading →

The desert offers no apology for its silence. Hours pass beneath the blazing eye of the sun, and each night the crow returns. Continue Reading →

The desert stretches ahead like a vast, indifferent sea. Day after day you ride, pushing through heat and wind that scrape at your skin like invisible claws. Continue Reading →

The desert night is long and heavy with unease. The magus remains silent, his gaze steady across the fire Continue Reading →

The first light of dawn barely touches the dunes when you and your guide slip away from the mercenary camp Continue Reading →

Your heart pounds like a war drum, but your feet hold firm.
—I’m not leaving,— you say.
Robert blinks, stunned. —What? Continue Reading →

You don’t want to say it aloud, but the truth is already ringing in your chest: Robert is right.The circle is tightening. You glance once more toward the oncoming riders—no flags, no shouts, only the deadly silence of professionals. You… Continue Reading →

The morning sun claws its way over the rim of the dunes, casting long, broken shadows across the cracked earth. Continue Reading →

You feel the weight of the moment pressing in.
The fire flickers.
The Magus waits. Continue Reading →