Stormquiss

Face in the Glass – Part One Now “I guarantee it will scare you out of your…” “Shoes.”  The new waitress interrupted in her lilting, Shalamasi accent.  “I presume you were going to say shoes.  Recall that I have a knife.”   Briolden, the tavern-keep, grunted and lifted his lantern a little higher.  The new […]

The Dancer in the Dust Prelude: The Patchwork Man On the last day of summer, as the sun melted into the savannah, the children of Ellomyr gathered at the edge of the village with paper gliders and reed fans, waiting for the evening wind to spin dust devils off the Brackenridge. Lightning flickered in the […]