A Fantasy Series narrated by The God of Death
Location: Across the flat earth from Atlantis to "Antarctica"Timeline: Sixth Age, Winter 50 to Fall 51 Imagine, if you will, the God of Death—a being who once rode the solar winds of Illyria—huddled in the lightless, stinking bilge of a Phoenician merchant cog. Because that is precisely where I found myself after the "Leviathan Incident."... Continue Reading →
Location: MonthavenTimeline: Sixth Age, 52nd Year, Late Spring and All Summer Ah, the climax of the termite’s little drama. Emcorae sprinted out of that cottage, abandoning his "studies" and his grandmother’s cabbage stew without a second thought - it a masterclass in mortal impulsivity. He scrambled onto that mare of his, Joanne, and rode like... Continue Reading →
Location: MonthavenTimeline: Sixth Age, 52nd Year: Late Spring I know I've been rather dismissive of Emcorae's storyline and you're probably wondering why I continue to even tell it because it is so far afield from the rest of this tale. Believe me, I'm with you. But the fact is that, to my great horror, Emcorae... Continue Reading →
Location: MonthavenTimeline: Sixth Age, Year 52, Early Spring The Grand Gesture “Oh, Alyssa, I hope this works. It seems crazy but I guess Tiffania is right: if Lynsy never sees me then how will she ever know if she likes me?” Emcorae's thoughts were a transparent mix of compelled romance and tactical stupidity. The plan, devised... Continue Reading →
Location: Monthaven.Timeline: Sixth Age, Year 52, Early Spring. The Hunt The morning began with the sounds of a violence too trivial for my tastes... Fssssssssstt. Schooct! “I got him!” Emcorae grinned fiendishly, before giving Curk a playful shove that sent the larger man sprawling. The would-be Azora then raced ahead to collect his prize. In the athletic... Continue Reading →
Location: Monthaven. Timeline: Sixth Age, Year 52, Early Spring. Who could have ever imagined that the God of Death would be taken down—or even momentarily delayed—by a simple, sappy Love Story? I don’t think I’ll ever come to grips with the absurdity of it all. And yet here I am, having to tell you more... Continue Reading →
Location: MonthavenTimeline: Sixth Age, Year 52, Early Spring Monthaven—the pathetic, sequestered farming village that was Emcorae's home town. It was a smudge on the northern Pennal landscape, forgotten by time and spared the glorious chaos of growth and collapse. If not for the endless supply of lumber and the uncommonly rich soil that fed its small-minded... Continue Reading →
Location: Monthaven. Timeline: Sixth Age, Year 52, Early Spring. We are now forced to suffer through more about Emcorae Azop—that tiresome little bastard. These next few chapters are the toughest to endure. They are the sound of a universe grinding to a halt for the sake of a boy’s heartbeat. If you like love stories,... Continue Reading →
Location: On the road to MonthavenTimeline: Sixth Age, Year 52, Early Spring While the Goddess of Love was consorting with the goat-god on Arcady Isle, the intended victim of her First Sight ritual, Emcorae, awoke in his camp near Monthaven. The grand warrior's slumber, which was to be his luxurious reward, was violently ruined. "What... Continue Reading →
Location: On the road to MonthavenTimeline: Sixth Age, 52st Year, Spring The Night of the Ritual Alyssa watched as Emcorae slept, utterly oblivious to what was about to happen to him. The boy's weapons lay near him—the very tools of Fate the goddess had supposedly moved to place in his hands. Her hubris was boundless; she... Continue Reading →
The Apocrypha of Azazel 