Drifting
Kesis was knocked out cold by whatever had taken hold within him. He didn't know exactly what was wrong yet. At the moment he didn't know anything as he lay there on his dirty cot other than a burning sensation that seemed to float where his body...
Chapter 2: Striking the Anvil
Chapter 2 Striking the Anvil Kesis' destination was all the way on the other side of the city. He was less concerned with finding lodging than he was with checking out the city's library. He had read a text from “A History of Darkness" back in...
Good intentions
They both awoke a few hours later. Kesis had been sweating heavily next to Johan. Kesis cracked his eyes open. Something felt urgent within him. "Johan," Kesis started, "I have to get back to the library. I think you're right something is wrong with me...
The Cursed Tome
Kesis was nearly there. The Great Library of Port Lion loomed in the distance. It wasn't a particularly extravagant building. The architect designed the building to be a basic box shape four stories tall, and four basements deep. It was made, at least...
The Chronicle: Retold
It was dawn of that much Kesis was certain. He had been tossed awake in his caravan car as the convoy hit the transition of smooth packed sand that connected with cobblestone brick. He sat upright and straightened his dark blue tunic, that marked him...