A Fantasy Series narrated by The God of Death
Istoki Mysli The aetheric shriek was a siren’s call, a frantic, desperate scream that cut through the silent hum of the city. It was not the harmonious resonance of the old world, but a chaotic, untamed energy, raw and dangerous. It felt like a dissonant note in a sacred hymn, a wrench in the gears... Continue Reading →
The day after my failed attempt to awaken the Petersburg node, I felt a change in the air. It was more than the cold, damp chill of a St. Petersburg autumn; it was a subtle, almost imperceptible hum that seemed to vibrate in the very bones of the city. The gas lamps that flickered on... Continue Reading →
The Apocrypha of Azazel 