The air of the woods filled with Kika’s pan flute. From her perch near the gate of a ruined castle, a joyful, major-key, tune, sounded throughout the area. Upon a golden morning within Fae’Una, where the childish kerhite play in communion with the life within. Under the canopy of the wood left by a spirit of Efore, Kerhite’Yonhe, the magic innate dances. Woodland creatures, big and small, gathered around the kerhi - wood made flesh in the form resemblance of hun children, fro

In the Beginning The plains were covered in blood. The hows and the whys Nara knew a little of from whispers along each blade of grass, and in that moment she did not care. All she knew was that a battle between soldiers erupted within the fields she and her husband tended to, as they have been for generations. A battle that razed homesteads with fire and magic. That butchered with stakes and steel. All this over a spat between lords. A want of more territory within the plain

Join the twin Witches, Yeta and Yater, as they venture out to find a demon to seed their perfect child. Part of a series of short stories that make up the Anataya Chronicles. Story contains mature subject matter. With that, enjoy. Prologue Yeta and Yater were too much alike. Their ambitions and desire for magical power and knowledge bounced off eachother. A feedback loop that led them to a cursed place to meet the remnants of a demon. The joint leaders of a coven of vauli s