-
Patina – Chapter 165
“So,” asked the man called Hunter as Valeriana came out of the Temple, holding her hands over her chest as if to hold something fragile and precious, “how is she?” “Recovering,” she lied. She read the relief in the Threads surrounding the man. There was something weird about him and she perceived that trying to…
-
Patina – Chapter 164
A few days later and Fortunato found himself at a table under a makeshift tent. Sitting next to him were Sadja, so close their thighs brushed against each other, and to the left Cloria. Opposite to them, seated the new High Seer. Unlike the other few times when her flier had touched ground in the…
-
Patina – Chapter 163
Sadja found Arguta almost as often to the Temple as she did to the forge, these days. She tried to visit in the odd ours of the morning, when most of the townspeople would be asleep or on the walls. She liked to wake up early anyway: by morning she could see most of the…
-
A brief thank you to my English readers
As you might have noticed, I have been trying to slowly diversify my production from just Patina, as I approach its end. This also means writing in Italian from time to time. To not disappoint my English-speaking followers I planned to add a few details about Patina‘s world building. But the day conspired against me…
-
Nata di Cera – I
Talia si era forse troppo abituata alla notte della costa, così diversa da quella che iniziava a tirare gli angoli del cielo con le sue dita violacee. Le mancava il pensiero di stendersi su un fianco e addormentarsi senza porre pensieri in mezzo. Non erano riusciti ad allontanarsi molto e forse in cuor suo Talia…
-
Patina – Chapter 162
“Wind is changing.” These were the words spoken throughout the various redoubts from the depths of the forest to the shorelines, no matter how deep into the Bittersea one could find them. Though Eerie attacks did not cease save for a specific part of the woods, and cold lingered like the cold breath of Papa…
-
Patina – Chapter 161
About those last few days of winter, Sadja remembered mostly three things. The first was how people were starting to really recognize her. And not just as the Hunter’s weird girl he had picked up somewhere in the forest, but as Sadja the helpful stranger who was always out and about, lending out a hand…
-
Patina – Chapter 160
Since before she knew her own name, Elissa had known the voices. There had been a time, she had discovered while studying as a Novice, when people used to shun and fear those like her, who perceived the world not just as it was but also as it could be. For the longest time, before…
-
Patina – Chapter 159
Fortunato did not know exactly what to expect when he began to use Cruoromancy on Elissa. He laid next to her on a thin mattress, the thin tubes connecting his scarred flesh to her charred one. He made sure to plunge the needles deep into her skin, at this point her nerves were likely completely…
-
Patina – Chapter 158
Sadja may have been a tad too optimistic – even if she forced herself out of bed and walked out of Arguta’s home, she still found herself dizzy and every step made her body ache horribly. Plus, she was hungry and the smith had always been one to believe in light meals and big bowls…
-
Abbonati
Abbonato
Hai già un account WordPress.com? Accedi ora.
A. Montresor 