In a world of shapeshifting dragons, in the country Ahmuresk, old stories are coming to light. The ancient heroes of days gone by are remembered in fairy tales, and the greatest of these are the hero-twins Sunflower and Moonflower. But Moonflower somehow fell out of the stories, and only the dragons know the reason why—because once, long ago, a dragon stole a hero to be his lover...
They hung her from the cliff-yawning walls, in a metal cage. If she had been a prisoner of war, they would have […]
The torches flared pink, orange, green, teal, blue. Colours maddened by rogue alchemists and their powders. The sand churned under countless feet. […]
I Up the mountain Brown grasses rustle at my feet Until they bend beneath the lusciousness of snow […]
~ Block by block, up the tower, hand over hand, his hands are on the stones. Toes nosing into footholds, and his […]
