“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: 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
Snowy Ground: Chapter 4, Part 4
An explosion, long about midnight, kicked Clemnilshala and Samythiel out of their deep sleep. It was once she’d become aware of the world around her that she found her arm was a voice holding Samythiel to her side. She squashed his shoulders until there would be an audible crunch. Vocal apologies could never hope to … Continue reading Snowy Ground: Chapter 4, Part 4
Snowy Ground: Chapter 4, Part 3
A thunk of an arrow lodging itself into the shield of her bow. Dropping her whip along the way, Clemnilshala crashed into Vulac, pinning her wrist against the side of her chest, she shouted for them to draw their sword. The stag’s head shiftlings had come for them. Rigmol knew all about the fellas and … Continue reading Snowy Ground: Chapter 4, Part 3
Snowy Ground: Chapter 4 Part 2
The muscle in Clemnilshala’s neck was tigher than ever, her vision was as blurry as those old days when she learned new things. This all was new too. Just one hoof in front of the other. The bottom of this gear resembled the kilts of the shepherds from the southern prairies, stopping a hair above … Continue reading Snowy Ground: Chapter 4 Part 2
Snowy Ground: The Account of Clemnilshala’s Exile
Before we start, I want to establish a content warning for brutality and nudity. That is all. In a time long past, after the Eynnic peoples had left their former masters and found the Weilvog and Anghniel, a promising young defender-in-training had made quite the name for herself in the town from which she hailed. … Continue reading Snowy Ground: The Account of Clemnilshala’s Exile
Snowy Ground: Chapter 4, Part 1
The sea. In the summertime. Six moons ago it probably didn’t look like this. Quiet. Beautiful. Lots of new rocks to explore a rocky beach set upon a sandy one. These rocks were not always here perhaps they came from the same place that the wandering star did. It smelled like the brightness of lamplight. … Continue reading Snowy Ground: Chapter 4, Part 1
