The Fury Desert
The largest country on Tuith bears no road, and no army has crossed it twice.
The largest country on Tuith bears no road, and no army has crossed it twice.
The smell of woodsmoke woke him. He lay on his mat and watched the light move on the wall — a pale bar across the clay, sharp-edged, climbing slow. Past sunrise.
A creature that has circled the continent since before men existed to notice. A city grown into its shell. A prophecy no one can explain but everyone knows by heart.
I used to skip the scenes where characters got broken. Now I'm the one holding the pen.
On Faye Amitath, First Queen of Pax.
Two kingdoms. One war that wouldn't end.
In the high passes where the northern plains break against the ranges of the White Mountains, there lives a creature...
There were five kingdoms once, in the lands east of the Wild Sea.
A droning hum spiralled—and inside the vibration, the rhythmic tread of thirty thousand men.
A thousand years ago, rebels fled north out of Byercet.
I was twelve years old when I first tried to write a fantasy novel. I didn’t know what I was beginning.