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

Walking Glasses (Friday Fiction)

FRIDAY FICTION : CONTEMPORARY FANTASY “…And that’s your spell?” High Magician Maurous looked down his nose at the grim trainee. “Miss Lucien, you do realize that spell creation is a significant portion of your overall grade and will affect your ability to graduate in a suitable standing for your station?” Ravina Lucien stared back, calmly.Read More