Category: Queen of the Night

When Serenya awoke, it was not morning that called to her, but the absence of day. The house beneath Marvalis…

The tunnel did not run straight. It twisted as though afraid of being discovered. At times it was so low…

Serenya stood before the door as though the wood marked a boundary between two worlds. Behind her lay the room…

Serenya did not drink much. She had never been one of those who lost themselves in laughter until morning spat…

Marvalis never sleeps. Not truly. When the rain comes, it does not come as a gentle plea, but as a…