Angharad was first into the burrow.
Boar moles were almost as broad as they were tall, so while the ceiling on the tunnel was so low she had to bend her elbows Angharad did not feel too cramped at the shoulders. It had been a concern, given ...
2025-08-15 16:04:15 +0000 UTC View PostAngharad sat on her folding chair, sipped at her cup and let the sounds of the bustle inside the cottage wash over her.
It was a quiet evening, after a quiet day – Theology had been straightforward, Professor Artigas more interested ...
2025-08-08 16:00:20 +0000 UTC View PostHello!
For those of you unaware, tomorrow is the release day for the first book of the final version of "A Practical Guide to Evil", my first series.
Specifically it will be the release of the ebook and audiobook. They can be found 2025-08-04 19:50:58 +0000 UTC View Post
It was nearly eleven when they let him out, not that Tristan knew until he got the watch back.
There had been no window in the room where he was held, and the door was thick enough he could only hear the muted drone of people speaking when h...
2025-08-01 16:00:23 +0000 UTC View PostThe chapterhouse’s shadow ran too long.
Not by much, Izel thought, and with the way the Grand Orrery worked it was hard to tell. No shadow ever lay still in Port Allazei: they ducked and danced, driven by stars and moons of burning aether....
2025-07-25 16:00:18 +0000 UTC View PostThe Colored Arches was the most expensive tavern in Port Allazei, but it didn’t look like much from the outside.
It was just a long, sloping building with a dark green façade and a sign displaying a rainbow. The inside, though, Maryam fou...
2025-07-18 16:00:20 +0000 UTC View PostMaryam tended to like Mandate class best when it was stepping on Saga’s toes, redrawing the history they had been taught by Professor Sasan with the Watch’s own brush, and today’s class was no exception.
“- by the end of the Century ...
2025-07-11 16:00:20 +0000 UTC View PostThe bulk of the students would have set out for the Old Playhouse, by now.
The thought itched away at Tristan, like coarse cloth against the skin – the more he rubbed it, the worst it got it. But Izel had needed to stop by the workshop, an...
2025-07-04 16:00:19 +0000 UTC View PostThe second year at Scholomance brought it with a change to the schedule: firstday mornings were no longer Mandate class but Teratology.
In a way Song was glad. Not that the first lesson of the year would be two hours of Professor Yun Kang, b...
2025-06-27 16:00:15 +0000 UTC View PostYao looked well. Furious, of course. The black stripes of the House of Acatl’s war-paint were twisted into a second scowl by the pull of her glare, but that was nothing new with Yaotl. Back aching from hitting the stone, Izel pushed himself up s...
2025-06-20 16:00:11 +0000 UTC View PostIzel Coyac had known it would be a bad day from the moment he woke up with a corpse in his bed.
A leering, rotten cadaver with a burst belly leaning over the foot of the bed, intestines spilled all over the sheets. There had been another by ...
2025-06-13 16:00:17 +0000 UTC View PostThe taste against the roof of his mouth was foul, like rotten flowers.
What had it been – mafeisan, juniper, letheon? Not letheon, it would have knocked him out faster. It must have been mafeisan, the Tianxi tincture supposedly had over te...
2025-06-06 16:00:15 +0000 UTC View PostThere were places across Vesper where dawn was a soft thing, gentle and graceful. The inching return of light as brought back by the wonders of the First Empire or the painstaking work of lamplighters. A tide of warmth lapping at your feet.
...
2025-05-30 16:00:16 +0000 UTC View PostAngharad got her arms up in time to cover her eyes, but the scorching wind still sent her sprawling.
Her back hit the cobblestone, smacking a breath out of her, but she swallowed the wheeze and rolled to the side. She had dropped her saber, ...
2025-05-23 16:00:15 +0000 UTC View Post“That is untrue,” Angharad sighed.
“Which part?” Shalini Goel asked with a grin. “The one where the Unluckies robbed a slaving ship, the one where Maryam uses the souls of the damned to soak up bullets or the one where you lot kill...
2025-05-16 16:00:16 +0000 UTC View Post“Lay them out, you fiend,” Tristan challenged. “You can’t possibly have picked up that many knaves twice in a r-”
Yayauhqui of the Twenty-Ninth Brigade, also known as Yaq, laid down his cards. First a knave of Clubs, then one of Cu...
2025-05-09 16:00:13 +0000 UTC View PostSong had asked well in advance to borrow the room, which was the only reason the quartermaster did not manage to deny her the use of it. Between the garrison men being rotated in and the fresh batch of students, the Timely Dispatch was pa...
2025-05-02 16:00:14 +0000 UTC View PostShe could barely make out her father’s corpse through the curtain. Only the outline of his silhouette, laid on the bed as if to let him rest. His arms crossed over his belly, still in a way they had never been in life. Father had moved them ...
2025-04-25 16:00:20 +0000 UTC View PostIt was rare for the Port Allazei docks to be so crowded: between the students, soldiers and sailors there must have been over a hundred souls milling about the stone piers. The pair of them, leaning against the old fortifications, watched the mass...
2025-04-18 16:00:26 +0000 UTC View PostIt was a fool’s notion, so of course Fortuna heartily endorsed it.
A grim portent if Tristan had ever seen one, but he was running thin on options. There was no telling how long Lord Asher would remain on Tolomontera, which meant that if h...
2025-04-11 16:00:21 +0000 UTC View PostScholomance spat them all out, as if they had turned into the most distasteful of morsels: there was not a single attempt to slay or deceive the students as they slunk out of the grounds.
That eldritch and eerie ceremony had unsettled them a...
2025-03-14 04:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostSong understood better than most what Scholomance was: the shell-labyrinth of a god, a maze that was a maw. But such understanding was nothing to boast of, when one had eyes like hers.
How could she ignore the malevolence lurking in the wall...
2025-03-07 05:00:12 +0000 UTC View PostHello again!
First off, as per the poll the AMA on the 21st of March will be taking face at 5 PM, Eastern Time. Looking forward to seeing you on the Discord! (Link here). 2025-03-03 18:24:41 +0000 UTC View Post
Maryam woke up the sound of Song Ren shouting at a bird, which was not an infrequent occurrence.
She cast off the covers and went to wash her face, rubbing her eyes blearily before glancing at her reflection in the bronze looking glass. The ...
2025-02-28 05:00:07 +0000 UTC View PostHey there!
First off, of it's my pleasure to introduce the title and backcover to the third book of Pale Lights, "Borrowed Trouble". We can talk about the rest after you've had a peek.
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Borrowed Trouble
T...
2025-02-21 05:01:03 +0000 UTC View PostCaptain Wen Duan had once spent a well-liquored evening with Sasan and Chanda figuring out the broad strokes of how much money went into the yearly upkeep of the Rookery, and it was a ridiculous sum. Standing armies went for less, and not bad ones...
2025-02-21 05:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostWell, Tristan mused as he stood by the balcony’s edge and watched the colossal corpse-god climb up the side of the Collegium, his day had already been shot anyway.
At some point ‘worse’ became a relative term. Mind you, that monstrosit...
2025-02-07 05:00:13 +0000 UTC View PostFirst, Song saw to it that they could hold.
Tactically speaking, this was not overly difficult. Though the Odyssean threw host-corpses down the lift shaft regularly, most of them broke their limbs in the fall and thus she only need leave Tup...
2025-01-31 05:00:08 +0000 UTC View PostHey there!
We're close enough to the end that I can now officially tell you Good Treasons will be ending with the February 21 update (meaning that, including this week, we are four chapters away from the end).
As discussed earlier this...
2025-01-28 17:09:37 +0000 UTC View Post