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    • The Woman Above All Cover
      by Tower Curator The universe wasn’t as large as it used to be. It hadn’t physically grown smaller in size. Quite the contrary, actually. There were systems of the Throne designed to expand and populate the physical universe in perpetuity. No actual conscious effort was needed to do so, though it also wasn’t a constant or quick thing. But, for Alyssa Meadows, even what little expansion there had been felt like nothing in the grand scheme of things. It was a consequence of taking the Throne. It was everywhere. And…
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      The Soul

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      by Tower Curator “A soul? Alyssa, of course you have a soul. What a silly question.” Tenebrael’s words brought a relief that Alyssa hadn’t known that she had needed. Just a few simple words from the angel lifted a weight from her shoulders that she hadn’t noticed before. A worry now gone. Irulon was mistaken. It was just another spell acting odd around her. Explaining why she had been worried wasn’t something she could do. She didn’t even know what a soul was, just that she felt like she needed one.…
    • The Society and The Gaunt Cover
      by Tower Curator The gaunt lumbered forward, unhindered by any spells coming its way, but using none of the speed it had used when grabbing the first guy. If Alyssa was one of those hooded people, she would have run away by now. Gaunts were apparently not dangerous at all if they didn’t get close. Which meant that the biggest worry with them was surprise, an aspect helped by their utter silence in their movements. And what is with all the hoods anyway? Every single member of that organization wore a hood. Bercilak,…
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      The Search

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      by Tower Curator “Alright. At least you’re answering your phone. It isn’t like a vital emergency, but…” Alyssa trailed off in her conversation, glancing to one side. Irulon was poking around the markets, fresh notebook under one arm, looking for anything that caught her eye. “I’m sure your most devout follower would appreciate some urgency.” “Tell her not to fear. I won’t abandon her. We’ll be ready long before any crucial moment has passed.” Alyssa wasn’t so sure that Tenebrael could…
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      by Tower Curator Brakkt stood atop the ramparts of the Fortress of Pandora, looking out over the sandy desert. It wasn’t his first time here, but it was always somewhat depressing. There once stood a city, far out across that desert, that dwarfed Lyria in both size and grandeur. Even the lowliest peasant lived like a king, with wealth and food aplenty. Magic was currently a shadow of what it once was. According to legend, of course. Legends had a tendency to get a little inflated, but there was probably some grains of…
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      by Tower Curator Lyria was not as filthy as Alyssa had imagined a medieval city to be. Maybe that was a bit rude or insensitive to the people who lived here, but just the fact that they lacked indoor plumbing had to mean they didn’t have decent sanitation. But Lyria had a river that ran right next to it. A river that apparently collected a great deal of waste. She could only hope that they took their drinking water from upstream. Far far upstream. According to Bacco, there were cisterns around that collected rainwater…
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      The Mountain

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      by Tower Curator Never before had Alyssa wished so much for a cup of coffee. Or any caffeinated drink, really. She didn’t usually have coffee in her mornings, but today would have been an exception. As much as she wanted some stimulant, picking up anything local might not go over so well. Even had she been back at the inn, asking Yzhemal for something didn’t sound appealing. The punk rocker girl was still fresh in her mind. Who knew what sort of drugs they had in this time period. Alyssa had no intentions of…
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      by Tower Curator Bercilak leaned back in his cell, wondering whether or not this was the victory promised to him. It was… difficult to believe it was despite the bravado with which he had faced down Lyria’s Black Prince the day of the battle. If it could even be called a battle. A slaughter without bloodshed was a more accurate descriptor. Or, without much bloodshed in any case. Almost everyone wielding some of the prophesied technology had fallen. After the battle, a few had tried to fight back instead of laying down…
    • The Father Who Lost Cover
      by Tower Curator The park was always a relaxing place. Peaceful. Calming. The bright sun was warming, a welcome change from the relatively cool air that had been around as of late. Sticking around outside wasn’t going to be possible for much longer. Winter chill would be arriving soon. But for today, a number of people were out for that last bit of outdoor fun. Watching families come out for a picnic, enjoying each other’s company, was always nice. It stung a bit, but he always tried to look on the brighter side of…
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      The Farmer

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      by Tower Curator “So you’re just going to avoid him all day today?” “I’m not avoiding him. We have separate things that need doing is all.” “What about tomorrow? The next day?” “I didn’t spend every waking moment with him before. Nothing has changed since then.” Alyssa glowered at Kasita and the mimic’s incessant questioning. “Just relax some. We’re here to talk to Jason. Brakkt’s not going anywhere.” “He’s going to Illuna. And he isn’t going to be back for three days? Are…
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