Future Thomas glared at his past self. “…Look, kid. I’m not going to beat around the bush here, because the tendency to waste time fluffing up ugly truths with pretty words is one of the reasons we don’t like humans. We do not belong anywhere near inherently sapient species. Aside from Erline, none of them …[continue reading]
Chapter 36
Markhette wandered through her shop, striding past the various displays. “Now that we’re done with the jokes, I have to ask: Is there any particular kind of hidden weapon you’re looking for, or would you rather browse?” “What in humanity’s name gave you the idea I was done with the jokes?” Conmer strolled over to …[continue reading]
Chapter 55
Thomas gently rubbed Pallo behind the ears, watching with satisfaction as her tail fluttered about contentedly. The familiar fluffiness of wolf fur did little to improve his mood, but he wasn’t panicking anymore. As long as he kept close to Pallo, he could continue thinking clearly enough to sort through his feelings. So far, he’d …[continue reading]
Chapter 35
“O-kay then… Probably best if we hurry this along.” Markhette popped Conmer’s memory stick into a hidden computer in her desk. “Let’s see… Too much data to give you a precise value on the spot. Give me a second and I’ll work out a minimum for your advance payment.” She tapped the top of her …[continue reading]
Chapter 54
Thomas meandered through the frozen forest. Ice and snow glinted in the sunlight around him, casting light while the trees blocked it. There was something beautiful in the contrast. The peaceful shadows pulled all of the fear and doubt from his heart, yet the brightness kept him optimistic. There couldn’t possibly be a better time …[continue reading]
Chapter 34
The woman clicked her phone off, then walked out from behind the counter of her shop. She had long black hair, styled in an elegantly simple manner and held back with a barrette. Her mouth was shaped into a confident smirk, more from habit than any conscious force. For clothes, she wore a traditional rosearn …[continue reading]
Chapter 53
Adalric let out a sigh. Children were such a handful, all the way from six years to sixty. Speaking of which, he hadn’t spoken to any of his ill mannered apprentices in a while. After his nikk returned he’d have to give one or two of them a visit. “I’m back.” Meke trudged lazily up …[continue reading]
The End of a Journey
The final chapter of Magician’s Journey will be posted in less than eight weeks. After it’s out, I’m planning to go on a hiatus while I prep the next story for release. I think you’ll like the new series, and I hope you find Magician’s Journey’s ending satisfying. That’s all for today, see you next …[continue reading]
Chapter 33
Conmer stepped through the shipyard’s front door into one of the crowded hallways that ran through the entire city, and took a deep breath. The sturdy metal ceiling above him stood as a silent guardian, protecting him from the whims of nature. The void outside was merciless but predictable, which meant that there was no …[continue reading]
Chapter 52
Thomas followed Adalric in silence for a little under a minute, trying to pick apart what the old master had said before finally giving up. “ ‘The original master: Nature?’ ‘Don’t learn well from my fellow men and women?’ What do you mean?” “Not much. Just that how compatible a master is with their student …[continue reading]
