The Prodigal Sergal
The morning held the usual routine for Aroha: at dawn, she woke up in the scrub bushes outside the city. As the sun burned the chill from the sand she approached the gates to snipe back and forth with the sentries until they grew bored enough to let...
Commission: The Prodigal Sergal - chapter 1
It was strange how a sergal could leave with the world caving in around her ears, only to come back and see everything looking so peaceful, as if that part of her history hadn't even happened. But to look around her, it was not only that the dust had...