Jennifer Jones
Stories
4
Chapters
1,292
Words
687.3 K
Comments
0
Reading
2 d, 9 h
-
Tala and Rane had his recovery down to a routine by this point. True, none of the three sessions has been exactly like any of the others, but they still had commonalities, and they’d been able to figure out what worked to bolster up the various aspects of Rane. His physical recovery after this third session was miraculous, especially considering there was essentially no external magic involved. His mind, however, his mindset, and his thinking were… less than good. Tala and Rane took to running every…-
211 •
-
-
Tala was walking up behind the caravan as the third-to-last wagon entered the gatehouse to be examined before entry. Two caravan guards approached slowly, each holding short spears and shields. Tala noticed the archer on the last wagon as that woman seemed to consider before selecting an arrow and putting it to her string. Thankfully, the archer didn’t draw back that string. So, the guards—generally—were just being cautious. The nearest caravan guard spoke loudly and clearly, “Greetings,…
-
211 •
-
-
Tala sat alone at her breakfast table, watching the sun rise over Kit’s horizon from her dining and sitting room. She had finished the glorious meal just as the sky had begun to lighten, and she’d decided to stay and watch the sun come up. She didn’t have too much pressing on her time this day, and it was good to be able to take the time to enjoy her surroundings. As she sat and watched for the oncoming ball of fire, Master Simon and Mistress Petra came into the room and sat near her, not…
-
211 •
-
-
Tala was starting to get concerned about Rane, and it was beginning to grate on her nerves. It had been a week, and Rane had yet to wake up. From a Healer’s perspective, he was doing just fine. No matter how many times she asked, that was their answer. It was starting to get frustrating for everyone involved. His body was continuing to recover as expected, but his mind had yet to put itself back together enough to allow him to wake up. There was no neurological damage that could be detected, and it…
-
211 •
-
-
Stolen from its original source, this story is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. Tala has been seized, torn away from all that she has ever known. A false history and personality was implanted within her, and only her revolutionary defenses and self-restoration magic have given her a fighting chance at all. She is behind enemy lines with an unexpected chance to seize power, learn from ancient experts, delve into the secrets of humanity's mortal foe, and achieve her own freedom once…
-
211 •
-
-
Tala followed Rane into the Refining room. Master Grediv came up directly behind her, not commenting on her heavily armored state. Inside was completely bare save a wrought iron chair with legs melded into the floor. The wall, floor, and ceiling were all smooth planes of iron, the corners somehow welded to create a seamless whole, as if the box were cast all together and then polished smooth. With her threefold sight, she could see that those near-perfect welds went all the way through the nearly foot…
-
211 •
-
-
Tala, Master Simon, Adrill, Brandon, Mistress Vanga, and Rane were all in Tala’s sanctum to witness an experiment and provide assistance in case of disaster. Disaster didn’t seem to have struck as of yet, so things were looking up. On the other side of things, the compression of water into a siege orb was not looking viable. The new, odd block of ice rested on the ground some hundred yards from the group. Tala willed for them all to be beside the block of ice. As soon as they arrived just a few…
-
211 •
-
-
Tala sat in silence as she considered deeply, flying back to Alefast with her unit. She thought about the poor girl who was at the heart of the cell they’d just come from. She was innocent, at least relatively speaking. Master Girt hadn’t been able to find any evidence of movement or activity within the cell, and so he’d taken the time to explore some. There had been a few prisoners in the dungeon of the central castle, but they’d been in relatively comfortable accommodations, if not really…
-
211 •
-
-
Tala and her unit were on their way to yet another cell. Tala was initially quite alarmed when she heard about the assignment. It had only been a month since the doomsday vault cell, and if it had gone through the full rotation to get back to them that quickly… Blessedly, things weren’t that bad. Instead, their luck with the doomsday vault meant that they had been left at the top of the rotation. True, Tala, herself, had been cut in half—which her unit had dutifully reported—but that part…
-
211 •
-
-
Tala and Master Grediv sat across from each other in tense—only slightly awkward—silence. They were in a side sitting room within the main structure of the Gredial estate. It was beautifully constructed, with exposed beams and meticulous craftsmanship on display throughout. Despite the tension, Tala was enjoying the food that she’d brought in a little bag for herself, which sat on the floor beside her chair, leaning against the leg. Well, ‘little’ was a bit of an understatement. It was a…
-
211 •
-
- Previous 1 … 66 67 68 … 130 Next
