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      Soul Searching

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa bolted up the stairs of the guild building toward the individual rooms. She practically threw some poor man into the wall as she sprinted upward without so much as a word of apology. Ignoring the indignant shout behind her, she continued to the third floor. Like many taverns in large cities, the guild had an attached inn. Smaller towns didn’t have anything of the sort. One was expected to either sleep in their own cart or to ask for shelter with one of the local residents. Teneville had a…
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      Soul Engine

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa knew what was going on. It was something she had experienced before. That same sensation of being adrift in an empty universe that came when she started connecting with Tenebrael. It was a floating feeling. A bodiless experience. One without time. Without sound. Without sight. It was a dimension of mind. Or, as she now suspected, a dimension of soul. The things she had thought she had seen or felt in those attempts before were nothing more than impulses acting on her soul while her body remained…
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      Solid Ground

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      by Tower Curator Solid ground! Oh how Alyssa loved solid, unmoving, nearby ground. Being down on the ground gave her a chance to actually concentrate without occasionally glancing down and losing all train of thought. And yet, she hadn’t a clue what to think. An angel! Why was there an angel? Did Tenebrael know about this one? She had to, right? Except… Tenebrael had acted surprised when Alyssa had first mentioned that Iosefael had followed her around. Tenebrael was not omniscient. What was it she had mentioned?…
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      Snow Globe

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      by Tower Curator It was like a scene from a snow globe. A very hot snow globe with no water to cool everything down. Alyssa stood on the floating reality sliver that had once been directly beneath the Cardinal Virtue of Justice, which itself was above the deep crater where the Justice had pinned the demon down. There used to be a forest around the crater. A mostly destroyed forest thanks to the Justice’s sword, but a forest nonetheless. Now? There was nothing. Not even a stump was left behind. There wasn’t…
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      Sneakers

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      by Tower Curator The prison tent was just that, effectively. A tent to hold a captive. It didn’t have a big wooden crate or even a metal cage, however. A wooden post had been driven into the ground right in the center of the tent. Alyssa poked her head in to find Volta sitting, chained to the post. Or, to be more accurate, Illuna’s court arcanist was chained to the post. The court arcanist had both arms in manacles. Someone had put a heavy iron collar around his neck. His arms and legs were covered in bruises. The…
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      Sketched Out

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      by Tower Curator Shards of glass hung in the air around Alyssa, swirling in a languid tornado. Each facet of each shard displayed an image. With her heightened knowledge of how the first high level spell she had ever used actually worked, she knew that it wasn’t displaying literally every possible action she could be taking at the moment. Had that been true, the shards would have been overwhelmed by different images of her standing around in ever so slightly different positions. There would be so many infinitesimally…
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      Sisters

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      by Tower Curator Before the door even fully opened, Tzheitza’s frost orb was in the air. It slipped through the narrow gap to the darkened room. Oz caught the door by the handle and slammed it shut. A half second later, ice spread over the door with the sound of breaking glass. “Lights are out in there,” Oz said, voice quick and clear. “She smashed them?” “Bonechill,” Tzheitza replied as she tossed another orb. This one, Oz caught. “But ye gotta hurry.” Oz nodded, pressing his thumb down on the…
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      by Tower Curator Alyssa hammered her fists against the Observatorium’s closed doors. To no avail. The Observatorium had officially closed for the night. No amount of knocking or pushing against the doors got them to open. Even if they had magically opened for her, the likelihood that Irulon was still inside would have been next to nothing. Still, she had hoped that someone would be around, if only to confirm that Irulon was gone. Maybe one of those administrators could have explained whether or not Alyssa had done…
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      Setting the Bar

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa had expected another dingy alley. Shady bars were always supposed to be adjacent to alleys with flickering lights and eerie atmospheres. There obviously wouldn’t be any flickering lights in the middle of the day, but there should still be a spot for the alley once darkness fell. This bar had apparently missed the memo. The building looked relatively nice. A wood exterior, stained a rich amber, had an almost welcoming tone to it. The only thing Alyssa would identify as creepy would be the…
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      Rip and Tear

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa stood over a long wooden table set up in a small cave a half-a-day’s draken ride out from Illuna. Both hands were hovering a foot above the table, making her look like she was about to slam them down on the keys of an organ as she played some creepy music fitting for an old horror movie. Haunted organ music wouldn’t have been out of place for what she was currently doing either. A bit of The Ghost and Mr. Chicken soundtrack would have fit perfectly. She was in the middle of some real mad…
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