
EXITIUM Excerpt
Dagra hated being interrupted while he was chronicling. “One would think,” he told his mate Naltia as she staggered into the temple babbling some hysterical nonsense, “that I could be afforded a bit of privacy as I carry out one of our most sacred of tasks.” “Oh, shut up,” Naltia snapped at him. “I’m concerned about Muarr.” “What about him?” “He went out hunting this … Continue reading EXITIUM Excerpt