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Chapters (37)
  1. Prologue
  2. The Maiden’s Fingers
  3. Stromgard
  4. The Maiden’s Fingers
  5. Faun Forest
  6. 5
  7. 6
  8. Stromgard
  9. Faun Forest
  10. Stromgard
  11. Faun Forest
  12. Stromgard
  13. Dreuvn Val … and Beyond
  14. Muslvik
  15. 14
  16. 15
  17. Stromgard
  18. 17
  19. 18
  20. 19
  21. 20
  22. Vissergott
  23. Stromgard
  24. 23
  25. 24
  26. 25
  27. 26
  28. 27
  29. 28
  30. Vorneland
  31. 30
  32. Vissergott
  33. Northern Vorneland
  34. Vissergott
  35. 34
  36. Acknowledgements
  37. About the Author

The majik stirred inside her, and an icy shiver of fear ran down her spine. Turning her hands so the palms were facing up towards her, she intoned the words of the summoning, concentrating on the land and sea below her, and on the steely grey waters beyond the headland in particular. She felt powerful and filled with energy, but also became conscious that her presence here was no longer a secret. The lich was aware that something was attempting sorcery.

The waters beyond the headland began to move in an unusual way, swirling and churning the surface as if something just beneath were trying to break free. A noise, like water poured from a great height, filled Fleya’s head. Doing her best to keep focused, she repeated the spell, the words merging with the now tumultuous noise that seemed to come from everywhere all at once.

Suddenly, without warning, a huge, winged dragon made entirely of water erupted from the sea and took to the air. Its enormous shadow hung over the land below, and great showers of seawater fell from it, soaking the earth. The creature’s wings beat the air over the headland as it scanned the landscape below for something. Its mistress.

Already exhausted by her efforts, Fleya stumbled to her feet and out of the stone building. Looking up through the torrents of salty rain, her heart soared as the creature turned towards her. That great wet din still filled her head, and through it she could hear the creature, demanding to know why she had brought it here. Staggering slightly, the witch made it to the edge of the ridge.

When she looked down on the Earth Elemental a gasp escaped her lips. Perhaps spurred on by her presence, the creature had increased its efforts – the last block was about to be put in place. Pointing a shaking finger at the creature of rock and stone, she screeched her command to the skies, demanding the Water Elemental do what she had summoned it for.

Even before the words were fully out of her mouth, the Water Elemental had folded its wings and was diving downwards, falling from the heavens at great speed to try and intercept the stone golem before it could lower that final glassy block.

Fleya screamed in frustration as she realised she was too late.