“I dreamed of you last night.”“I dreamed of all those years ago when you sang your old poetry to me and taught me all the words. Somehow, the sunrise this morning reminds me of ‘The Owl at Fire River’.” A lone Eynnil sits by the fading embers of the campfire she’d built the night before. … Continue reading Snowy Ground: Chapter 1 Part 1
Snowy Ground: Chapter 5 Part 1
Hippogriffs did well on their own to carry their riders without bonds nor magic, some breeds of domestic griffons too. Anfia could normally take care of Magga alone, but she’d been saddled with the dense weight of two dwarves. No flying transportation would be provided to Samythiel. But, as Lavia reasoned, flight would be useless … Continue reading Snowy Ground: Chapter 5 Part 1
Snowy Ground: The Coming Day Finale
Magga made laps up and down the beach pulling her hair away from her neck in attempts to cool down and regain her sights. It happened to magic users, blindness while the body diverts energy to be expelled in forms of the user’s whims. Least to the natural born elementalists and (in rumors) necromancers who … Continue reading Snowy Ground: The Coming Day Finale
Snowy Ground: The Coming Day Part 4
Sheep shears, excellent for the upkeep of one’s beard. The fresh air feeling entering he follicles of his beard brought clarity to his head. The aching tingle between his eyes ceased. Blonde strands floated away with the ebb and flow of the ocean’s waves before which he knelt. Snipping and pruning his hair like a … Continue reading Snowy Ground: The Coming Day Part 4
Celebration! Snowy Ground’s Birthday
Good afternoon! So it's been a while since we chatted, I never did get to make that big announcement, I took a side job and it completely slipped my mind and skipped right out to sea. That's not the purpose of this post though. One year ago, today, this very hour of noon (pacific standard … Continue reading Celebration! Snowy Ground’s Birthday
Snowy Ground: The Coming Day: Part 3
It couldn’t feel good, to come out of the water such a shade of red. Every inch of her was so enflamed. The Stag didn’t care, he nudged at her shoulder and bunted his muzzle on her face. She sputtered, flopping over his leg and coughing up buckets of tarry water onto the beach. “Och, … Continue reading Snowy Ground: The Coming Day: Part 3
Snowy Ground: The Coming Day, Part 2
It wasn’t painful, when she pierced his ears. She, the dwarfess, the sister to the so-interesting Samythiel. Magga couldn’t understand his tongue, yet her smile spoke to him as much as her voice did. Thrice in one ear, twice in the other. All the while she talked and talked about a myriad of things, gifting … Continue reading Snowy Ground: The Coming Day, Part 2
Snowy Ground: The Coming Day, Part 1
Chapter 4 Part 6, Night The sun passed over the sky, ushering in a raft of exhausted expeditioners, Eynnic guards, and Colmillo chaperones. With drooping eyes and wavering smiles they babbled amongst themselves in triumph. The star! The Star! It was beautiful! It was found at the bottom of the sea in a nest of … Continue reading Snowy Ground: The Coming Day, Part 1
Snowy Ground: Chapter 4 Part 5 (and a half)
“<<There’s always a way to make yourself useful.>>” Boasted Clemnilshala, wriggling against cotton bindings that held her injured arm to her chest. Instead she used her leg and hoof to move the bellows paddle by the brick and clay forge that flared brightly. It was as familiar as the hearth which awaited her back in … Continue reading Snowy Ground: Chapter 4 Part 5 (and a half)
Update! Exciting New Changes.
Hi there!I hope that you've been enjoying Snowy Ground.Rest assured that this is not another hiatus announcement, but there will be a change in the time which Snowy Ground is being posted. You see, behind the scenes I have taken on a new project that requires my time and energy on Saturdays at noon which … Continue reading Update! Exciting New Changes.
Snowy Ground: Chapter 4, Part 5
“If someone experiences a great sorrow, the way to be of most service to that someone is to guide them through their ache rather than attempt to take the pain away.”Master. Abbess Superior Y’luunara, was a thrall to “the coming day”. Facing its approach like a shady march into oblivion. Lavia watched the sky in … Continue reading Snowy Ground: Chapter 4, Part 5
Rozlun Egsby Writes 