The Nyverian Curse is now available!
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About the book
“Once a kingdom’s pride… now its greatest traitors.”
Taivas Robane and Barus Kuma faked their deaths two years ago. Until now, they’ve managed to keep their heads down, scraping a living at the Naked Harpy Inn with new identities.
But not everyone was fooled.
When a demon blackmails them to steal a powerful artifact, the timing couldn’t be worse. A mysterious assassin shatters the fragile peace between the kingdom of Ranghai and the cursed people of Nyveria, and the thieves are caught red-handed in the chaos. Their friend is un-souled and their identities are discovered. Taivas and Barus are the Dakusin, once heroes of Ranghai, now the country’s most wanted criminals. With their pasts snapping at their heels, they embark upon a quest to save their friend’s soul and uncover the truth behind the elusive assassin. Hunted by those they once fought alongside, meeting the unlikeliest of allies, and facing a deadly foe… What could go right?
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Djinns
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A Short Story: Heart Attack
21st Strawgust 1133, near Wakesharp, Ranghai “Forty-five,” Barus grunted as he did another push up, raising Taivas up again. Taivas, who was sitting cross-legged on Barus’ back, was enjoying a leather-bound book as he rose and fell with Barus’ effort. He was rubbing his moustache in intrigue of what he was reading in an introductory…
A Short Story: The Fountain
33rd Gerdagon 1136, Ranghai The evening sky was crisscrossed by wispy clouds, and their pink flames mixed with the rippling clear blue lapping at the fountain’s edges. I watched as grey dulls and blue lazuli that had been tossed into the water danced at the bottom of the basin and wondered how many of those…
What I’m listening to
The lower the sun sets in the sky, the greater the shadow you cast as you rise.
JF Marshal 