Quartz | #6

“Quartz? You mean, like a piece of rock?” Jodie rubbed the back of her head, expression mirroring the absolute confusion she felt at her father’s question. “What’s that got to do with anything?” “You can manipulate it, can’t you?” He demanded, his voice harsh. “Hurry!” “I-I don’t know. I’ve never tried.” “Then try!” “But–but itRead More

Walking Glasses | Pt. 4

Previously: Ceros merely stared down at them, imposing and immovable in his sudden fierceness. “That was for your own safety,” he said, matter-of-factly. “As for your question,” he pinned Irvin with a look. “What is missing, is the key to the King’s Armory, Mister Caldwell.” Ceros said, tiredly. “The only key to the King’s Armory, withRead More

Walking Glasses | Pt 2.

Previously: “Darling!” Her father straightened. “Don’t.” “He’s grown complacent,” Lady Alverette hummed. “Thinks that he’s all that—won’t even pay attention to my daughter?” “Our daughter,” he corrected. “Ravina, don’t listen to your mother-” “Ravina,” her mother said, sweetly. “What was that you said about summoning the King’s armory?” PART ONE | PART THREE | PART FOURRead More