“Easy, Lothlorien! It’s alright, you’re safe here!” Aurora shouted while she and the other Guardians in Lucio’s meadow jumped up and whinnied. They pranced in every which direction shaking their heads, trying to rid themselves of the vision of another Guardian killed by the Atrumnus. Continue reading “Before the Island: Rise of The Atrumnus”
“That woman tried to throw her own baby off that bridge?!” screamed Aurora. She tried to stand up in the wagon, but the motion only made her do an angry waddle in her seat. “Why would she do such a thing? How could she have brought herself to do it? What-” Continue reading “Before the Island: Renato”
“Christopher is dead.” Aurora’s words echoed through the tiny room, leaving behind a dreaded, deafening silence. Continue reading “Before the Island: Rescue”
I’m sure you’ve heard the saying “Don’t judge a book by its cover,” or “They turn into a completely different person once you get to know them.” With that said, what do you think of when I say the word “unicorn?” Continue reading “On a Side Note: Why Guardians?”
What do you think of when I tell you to picture a Medieval village? Do you think of castles with knights riding by in full armor and plumage, waiting for a damsel in distress fairy tale to happen? Continue reading “Before the Island: The Village”
Island of Treomynd 