“My brother has created a paradise for himself and all Guardians after all, then? And that small girl must be Barnama’s daughter,” Atricio thought to himself. He had been watching Lucio from his cauldron using that enchanted flea as a beacon for a few days now. Continue reading “A New World: Darkness Descends”
It was a gorgeous summer night in Lucio’s meadow. The horizon was still a light orange from the sunset, but a bright full moon beamed proudly over everyone. Aurora, Lucio, and Lothlorien were settled near the front of the Magician’s cottage, just past the stream that ran through the spongey grass and purple flowers. Continue reading “A New World: Genesis”
This week involves another song post, so let’s get right to it!
Continue reading “Before the Island: Lothlorien”
Welcome to song post number two! Continue reading “Before the Island: The Hunt”
Island of Treomynd 