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August 29, 2024
the Bastard let me come back.”
Vile sense of humor.
There is one sorcerer left in this camp. He’s on our side, however. Seemed a good idea. The god did not object.”
She approached the possessed animal,
they were already starting to heal with unnatural speed.
Demon
How much pent-up chaos, both natural and unnatural, had been released upon the Jokonans by Joen’s death?
the empty countryside began to feign the air of some other quiet, drowsy, overwarm afternoon,
one not given over to war, sorcery, gods, and madness.
Goram
march of Oby.”
Between the unexpected direction of their passage, Foix’s officer’s garb and wit-fogging sorcery, their horses’ Jokonan gear, and Illvin’s crisp, arrogant court Roknari,
spinneys,
“Can you still feel your bear?”
Without either of you becoming ascendant or enslaved, you have merged.
your demon did not steal your soul, nor did you plunder its power. You both shared freely.”
You have achieved a curious theological state, but not, I suspect, a unique one.
the saint of Rauma’s
Illvin eyed his red stallion, carrying Ista with such exquisite care that she might hold a cup of water without spilling it,
“I feared the god had abandoned me, but it seems He’d only hid Himself within.”
And left me to carry Him.
she, who had now met three face-to-face,
Lord dy Cazaril said only poetry could come to grips with the gods.
“You did draw me back.” “Oh.”
“Oby,”
“I’m done.”
Ferda
Foix
Illvin
my brother dy Baocia,”
dy Baocia