A fresh plot of ground has been claimed for a new cemetery, but the demon who tends the graveyard is interested in sealing away more than just the remains of the dead…
The two men walked silently across the meadow. The space was hidden deep in the forest, beside a rarely traveled gravel path that split off of the King’s Road. It would altogether be easy to pass without notice if not for the newly built iron gate which beckoned passerby to enter. Crows stirred along branches… Read More »#1 – Fresh Ground, Recycled Lies
The merchant had yet to pause in describing just how much the sepulcher had exceeded his expectations. Vas had begun its design by using the previous king’s own burial chamber as a model. Then he had further glorified the details. The merchant was stroking the fine marble, commenting on its flawless polish which was cool… Read More »#2 – Fit for a King
“Mommy, why are we here? Daddy is still sick and won’t wake up, we need to go to the medicine man, not the park. Mommy? Mommy why won’t you look at me!” The child pulled at the numb arm of her mother to no noticed effect. The woman’s eyes were locked on her dead husband’s… Read More »#3 – Final Goodbyes
The crows watched in silence from the branches. The scene in the graveyard below was more active than it had been for several days. Flashes of light sparked as blessed steel struck against twisted iron. Vas stood heaving like a cornered animal. His normally elegant appearance disheveled from the skirmish. Dark blood ran from grazed… Read More »#4 – With Great Effort
Bottles chimed together as an inebriated young man struggled to stand. Vas looked up at his guest with mild interest. “Leaving so soon Callum?” Callum shrugged, retrieving the whiskey he had been working through from the smooth stone shelf. The collection of substances on the mausoleum base was extensive, all provided by Vas without any… Read More »#5 – Diverted Attention
Dane looked at the tomb. Llyra hadn’t told him how sick she had gotten. This wasn’t where they had been going. The song was ready enough, and they were supposed to be playing it tomorrow at The Crowned Chestnut. All summer she had been nothing but encouragement to have it ready, helping him create one… Read More »#6 – Final Note
Vas walked his claim, checking the runes which bound his guests. The collection of monuments and mausoleums had grown at a fair enough rate. Callum was proving resourceful with every bit of power Vas lended. In return, so many new faces had come searching for that rumored escape from their troubles. Vas passed the gilded… Read More »#7 Pending Promises