A Throne Without Pulse - Chapter 2 - The Ruin Beneath the Stones
The fire burned low, throwing long, shivering shadows across the stone field. Varik slept in fits, his sword across his chest, one eye half-open even in dreams. Caelen did not sleep at all. He sat by the guttering embers, hunched over a scrap of parchment. In the dim, flickering light, he traced unseen lines between […]
A Throne Without Pulse - Chapter 1: Beneath Forgotten Stone
I. The World Before Before the skies split open and the seas drank the land, before the gods fell into silence and the winds forgot their names, there stood a kingdom born of stone and sorrow. Its name is dust now, scattered on the bones of the earth.But once it was a beacon — tall […]
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