Morgan Mackenzie savored the sensations of the valley winds against her skin. The trip back to her valley had taken almost two weeks, and would have taken longer without the Titan to help clear the path for the wagons and Dana’s mobile workshop. The downside to her father’s current form she now understood to be similar to her own reliance on food. He had to eat. A lot. Fortunat...
2019-07-14 12:24:40 +0000 UTC View Post
Rella felt the words reverberate in her chest. Speaking with the full voice of the Mantle was unnerving at the best of times, and while never actually painful, it still took her several moments to recover. A Gathering was an occasion which occurred only once or twice a century, and traditions stronger than law dictated the reactions of everyone save the Worldwalkers. Her proclamati...
2019-07-11 04:36:41 +0000 UTC View Post
Millie Thatcher sat on a horse for once, instead of riding on the back of Hett’s wagon. Nearly a month since the battle the soldiers now referred to as the Day of Thunder and Mud, and they were finally approaching the City of Prophets. There had been no more encounters since the day the Battlemaster moved a river to defeat the Deskren, but The General had not allowed the convoy t...
2019-07-04 09:12:28 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie clapped her hands with satisfaction, giggling and dancing in place. “That was awesome!” she said after Althenea shifted forms several more times in Terisa’s hand. The discordant sense of confusion no longer radiated from the soul in the weapons, and she basked in the satisfaction. It had been an itch she couldn't scratch, constantly abrading her mind through ...
2019-06-25 09:18:47 +0000 UTC View PostFirst off i want to thank all of you guys for your support of Skyclad. Even though things have been hectic at home yall have stuck by me, and that's awesome.
We're closing in on the end of the first book. It doesn't feel as satisfying as a traditional book, but i'm hoping with a professional editing deal and some chapter shuffling that we can alleviate that before publishing on amazon. Ju...
2019-06-22 20:40:06 +0000 UTC View Post
Terisa Aras lay prone on the top of the western corner tower above the walls of Castra Pristis, propped up somewhat comfortably on the bed of a wagon that had been temporarily commandeered for Dana’s current endeavor. The Worldwalker was attempting to teach Terisa how to use something she had called a rifle, and Althenea’s new form was proving less than easy to adjust ...
2019-06-18 20:49:02 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie found herself in a dream. She knew it was a dream. She stood at the entrance to Dina’s Diner, the same tiny shop where her parents had taken her to lunch every Sunday through her entire childhood, the same place where her father had continued to take her to lunch every week after her mother finally succumbed to the ravages of a cancer the doctors couldn’t save ...
2019-06-09 06:03:13 +0000 UTC View Post
Calvin Descroix looked through a spyglass at the refugee encampment. Practically a fort already, he thought, despite less than a quarter of a day to dig in. Angled trenches marred the direct upslope approach, the only one workable for his forces. Splitting to either side of the fortifications would expose them to withering fire from the Battlemaster’s mages and ...
2019-05-30 21:16:50 +0000 UTC View Post
Millie Thatcher sat on the back of a wagon, happily eating her breakfast of a thick slice of fried bacon and a biscuit. She washed them down with water from a skin before replacing the stopper with a twist of her hand and fingers that was now only slightly awkward instead of truly difficult. The signs of the Deskren encampment could be seen to the southwest, and the caravan buzzed ...
2019-05-28 16:59:11 +0000 UTC View PostFirst off thank you, everyone, for your support! I'm fully moved into my grandmother's old house! No more homelessness! The inheritance included the inconvenience of the remaining balance on the mortgage, and it took some negotiating with the bank. They were nervous about my income being from Patreon since it is unconventional and not well known in such a small rural town, but they finally agre...
2019-05-26 16:34:25 +0000 UTC View Post
Millie Thatcher sat on the back of a wagon, cradling the nub that was all that remained of her left arm. The rest of her felt as empty and numb as the now-lost limb. The General’s wife had made a cleaner amputation than any but the most skilled and high levelled healers or priests could have managed -- a far better result than she could have expected given the circumstances. Simp...
2019-05-20 02:17:57 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie was burning. So too was everything around her. Faintly, as though from a distance, she could hear pained screams and high-pitched whimpers that barely cut through the roaring wind and flame that swirled around her and inside her. She had always been afraid of her fire, in a small way. For the first few weeks after she landed in the Tree, her magic had burned its wa...
2019-05-16 21:50:27 +0000 UTC View Postjust testing something, nothing to see here:)
2019-05-15 03:00:52 +0000 UTC View PostFinally! I has the intarwebz at my own place. I have two chapters on deck for yall this week, and they'll be coming up in a day or two. just please be patient with me a short while longer, so i can get all caught up and back on schedule without sacrificing quality:)
2019-05-14 00:51:30 +0000 UTC View PostLulu knew that something was terribly wrong.
Someone had stepped forwards from the friendly gathering around the mealtime campfire, and sent out a pulse that had pushed all but the strongest into unconsciousness.
The scrubby had only had the barest forewarning, and the man’s magic had a strange tang that she couldn’t identify -- oily, greasy, forceful, wrong -- and couldn’t counter....
Terisa Aras sat on a stool a short distance away from the firepit where her husband was cooking supper. This wouldn’t ordinarily be remarkable, but he was cooking supper for the third time in one evening. A few hours ago, Dana and Morgan had disappeared into the former’s workshop to discuss matters amongst themselves. Dana had appeared quiet and withdrawn, a stark contrast to ...
It had been a long journey.
Her mistress had been running flat-out for two days and two nights, barely stopping to eat and rest, and the loyal scrubby had come along for the ride. Sometimes she had clung tightly to her mistress’ shoulder, flattening herself down so the great winds couldn’t find enough purchase on her form to push her off of her perch. Other times, Lulu ha...
2019-04-28 18:02:39 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie was running again. This, in itself, was not a new occurrence. In fact, she had spent most of her waking hours since arriving on Anfealt running; she was either running towards something she wanted to eat, or away from something that wanted to eat her. She had spent her share of time walking, but rare had been the day she had not, at some ...
2019-04-22 18:06:11 +0000 UTC View Post
Terisa Aras stood atop the western gate of an ancient stone fort, watching the last few wagons of the Expedition’s caravan finish their journey across an equally-ancient bridge. The fort was named Castra Pristis, and the bridge spanning the three-mile long gorge was known as Pontem Praetor. Nobody could remember where those names came from; not even Terisa’s m...
2019-04-15 05:03:04 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie, flush with pride at her latest accomplishment, was eating honey. In addition to being delicious, the honey also carried medicinal properties, which ended up being a happy discovery after she fought a swarm of [Sting-Flinger Bees] to claim her prize. Welts adorned her left flank and backside, and while her healing abilities meant the wounds wouldn’t be life-threa...
2019-04-08 11:53:55 +0000 UTC View PostFirst off I want to thank all of you for your support. If this keeps up, I may very well manage to support myself by writing. If you had asked me a year ago where I would be today, I would have laughed sadly and said "living in a cardboard box under the bridge." Our stories take strange twists and turns, and I'm glad my friends helped me muster the courage to share my words. All the famil...
2019-03-30 16:11:57 +0000 UTC View Post
Noah Rowland sat in a laboratory, making minute adjustments to a piece of equipment that, to him, bore striking resemblance to an advanced medical scanning machine from Earth. One had to, he supposed, make allowances for the difference in available material; in place of computer chips and circuit boards, glowing runes controlled it. Instead of surgical steel, crystal styluses allow...
2019-03-30 01:15:53 +0000 UTC View Post
Lord-Commander Terrick stood on the uppermost balcony of Wardenholt, the Warden’s traditional headquarters, looking down over the city of Stormbreak. A nervous pall lay over the entire city, an aura of uncertain dread over what was to come. From his vantage point he could see where several rows of tenements had recently been demolished and the rubble cleared away to expose the li...
2019-03-25 18:32:40 +0000 UTC View Post
When Rella awoke, she was surrounded by darkness, and she was floating. More importantly, she was well and truly alone. For the first time since accepting the Mantle, she didn’t have a constant flood of visions gnawing at the back of her mind. For the first time, she didn’t have the constant sensation of presence, of past [Oracles] riding along with her.
For a long time, ...
2019-03-16 12:46:54 +0000 UTC View PostMy grandmother died today. She'd been on full time hospice care 24/7 as it had gotten to where I simply was not enough to do it alone, and she passed amid family and friends in her own house shortly after noon.
The next chapter will be delayed and the schedule may get a bit wonky as i deal with services and the inevitable family drama over the next week or so. The writing actually helps, ...
2019-03-13 19:59:36 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie crouched atop the corpse of a [Rockmaw], carefully applying touches of superheated flame with her fingertips. The last tendrils of flesh and gristle had finally been seared away, allowing her to pry up the large chunk of Mana Crystal that had once protected the neck and upper back of the beast. With its connection to the remnants of the dead beast’s Mana removed,...
2019-03-10 09:19:06 +0000 UTC View PostBy popular request, here is a very quickly thrown together version of Morgan's status info as of the end of chapter 25. it's a working document, changes frequently, and the background math gets wonky a lot more than i thought it would when i started this project. dunno how well this sheet embed is gonna work, if it doesn't display right i'll nix it and try something else:)
EDIT: embed did...
2019-03-07 01:45:48 +0000 UTC View Post
Morgan Mackenzie had lost track of just how long she had spent aimlessly wandering the forest. The flood of notifications, experience, and more than one level up would have been bad enough, given what she’d just done to the dungeon. Worse, however, was the mental assault from the not-spider. It had left her dazed, drifting, in a dreamlike state of unreality that didn’t seem to ...
2019-03-06 17:52:22 +0000 UTC View Post
Constable Zizzy stood before yet another crime scene, yet another display of pointless brutality serving no purpose higher than pain and suffering. Echoes of the raw agony suffered here dragged across her nerves like nails across a chalkboard. She found herself constantly surprised by this feeling; ordinarily, the pain and suffering of mankind failed to move her. After all, the Hel...
2019-03-03 02:46:29 +0000 UTC View Post
Terisa Aras stood on the observation deck of the northeast tower of Fort Expedition, sipping a steaming cup of kaffen and ignoring the murmurs of the small gathering behind her. Calling it a fort was truly an exercise in masterful understatement. It was either an epic wonder of fortified construction, or a mad engineer’s worst nightmare, depending on who you asked. Stone wa...
2019-02-25 15:15:08 +0000 UTC View Post
