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Short Fiction Samedi - The Fall of Ulin

“And this painting, Papa?” Irenia asked as she studied the cool tones. She’d never seen a land coated in white before. She preferred the emeralds, ceruleans, and baked clays of Heissia. 483 more words



“Everyone back away!” Called the attendant.

The crowd of onlookers cleaved as a tree by lightning for Osrael Zahn to arrive at the front of the ring. 70 more words

Peel Away the Hard Shell

Greyson Mura popped a grape in his mouth. The sweet juice exploded as he crushed it between his teeth. He glanced through a book, wholly disinterested with the conversation happening across the great lacquered table. 443 more words

Tales From Heissia


Holtan plucked a fruit from the tree. The disturbed leaves shook off the rain from this morning, showering him in citrus-scented drops.

He peered around the grove to see if anyone noticed. 355 more words



“Mama, may I have him, please?”

The Duchess of Coral Bay snarled at the beast. “Absolutely not! It’s a worthless mutt. Your father allowed you purebreds only.” 23 more words


Kaylian's Tree

Allye Duncan knew every path in the royal gardens that led to Kaylian’s Tree. Centered in a tendril of the Jade River that carved through South Seashore Palace’s grounds, the golden maple drew hundreds of admirers every day. 681 more words