Syzygy

All things are constantly in one or another phase.

Psykimancer

“I never thought I would find you here.”

Guild

Twin suns burned into his scalp. From above, the visage glimmered under the vast blue; below, the Candidate stirred and withered and shook under its gaze.

Slayer

Crimson dripped off the end of the blade and into the dirt.

Entheos

When she awoke to greet her day, she did not rise.

Hunting & Gathering

From contingent and chaotic origins, on the plains of now-distant fate, four stepped over the grass with caution.

The Ocelot

The ocelot skulks in the cold.

Déjà-visité

Olly reached out to touch the heart carved into the trunk, toward a pair of initials she did not recognize but was nevertheless intrigued by.

Misty Steps

I am walking through the mist. Everywhere around me it blurs and calms, distorts, invites.

Mimic

Mimi looked in the mirror; everything was wrong.