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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

After the death of a noble lord, bodies keep turning up one after the other. When Deorsa and Arlyn pick up the trail, it only becomes more complicated, and the line between the living and the dead blurs beyond recognition.

Table of Contents


The candle danced in the dense blackness, disturbed solely by the breaths of those inhabiting the vast dimensions of the room. The soun... Read Chapter

Chapter I

Arlyn shook the snow out of his dark hair as he entered the brightly lit tavern. With water droplets of melted snow falling from the fr... Read Chapter

Chapter II

The next morning found Deòrsa up early, knocking on Arlyn’s chamber door to wake the boy. The heavy pounding paused as he heard a mu... Read Chapter

Chapter III

No one in the Leith household had any truly useful information. The stories the staff relayed to them matched the information they had ... Read Chapter

Chapter IV

The man’s footsteps echoed down the empty corridor, breaking the pregnant silence of the manor. He came to a halt before a set of dou... Read Chapter