It were Beathan who first laid eyes upon the bones lodged between the rocks along the salt sea, looking like so much driftwood whitened by the sun. Tangled all around with long strands of golden hair, they...

Salamanders are slow. This was something I hadn’t considered before beginning my search for the witch responsible for transforming me into the creature. See, while I’d been stuck as a salamander for the past...

My name is Gaspard Jerome Masson, and I have one regret. The last word smudged beneath the old man’s trembling hand. He drew a breath, then continued writing. Her name was Marie. ### June 6, 1944 Rennes...

“Mister, um…” Brushing a stray brunette lock from my eyes, I squint at the top section of the form on my clipboard. “I hope I’m pronouncing this right. Is it Uberloorde?” Bare scalp glistening under the...

I peered down the prison ward’s empty hallway—shiny and sterilized like everything else in the Domand Empire. “All right, I'm here.” My whisper echoed off the metal walls. “Which cell is Colton’s?” Alexander’s...