Unintended Consequences
Cain finished the circle with a final stroke of the chalk. The wide, sweeping lines of the outer containment circle were filled with twisting patterns; each one overlapping the others to form a complex net of arcane glyphs and power. He stepped back...
The Full Moon's Glow
It was late at night. A heat wave had swept through the city; one of the hottest on record. You were unable to sleep, left tossing and turning in your bed for hours. You had to do something to cool off. As quiet as a mouse you slip out of bed,...