The Eversands
Thousands of refugees dotted the rolling sands of West Maeve. Subconscious clusters had formed among them where small likenesses could be found. Sya, however, sat alone. It was a miracle…
Thousands of refugees dotted the rolling sands of West Maeve. Subconscious clusters had formed among them where small likenesses could be found. Sya, however, sat alone. It was a miracle…
I was born in the Dome. That’s what we called it, at least. A giant structure built by the Hand—the five human kings and queens left of our world—fortified to…
Regret was an afterthought that had settled into Neha far too deeply as she ventured into the Spog. Scabs, they said, roamed these dark forests. She’d only heard stories, but…
The sky was a deepening shade of periwinkle, with clouds streaked in gold and pumpkin hues, their edges glowing like embers from the setting sun. It was the kind of…