THE LAST KING OF EMBERWYLD : THE AWAKENING DARK Chapter 2: The Dreamer’s Vision The road to the north was different now. Five years ago, it had been a wound in the earth—cracked and broken, lined with dead trees and dying fields. Now it was alive. Grass grew between the cobblestones. Wildflowers bloomed along the … Read more
THE LAST KING OF EMBERWYLD : THE AWAKENING DARK Chapter 1: The New Shadow Five years had passed since Kaelen closed the door. The world had changed. The Blight had receded, slowly at first, then faster, as if the land itself had been holding its breath and was finally exhaling. The fields turned green again. … Read more
THE LAST KING OF EMBERWYLD : THE DYING LIGHT Chapter 10: The Cutting The blade struck the door. And the world screamed. Not a sound—not anything that could be heard with ears. A scream that tore through Kaelen’s bones, through his blood, through his soul. A scream that came from the door, from the wound, … Read more
THE LAST KING OF EMBERWYLD : THE DYING LIGHT Chapter 9: The Truth Behind the Door The darkness was different here. Not the hungry darkness of the void. Not the cold darkness of the cavern. Not the watching darkness of the shadows. This was a still darkness. A waiting darkness. A darkness that had been … Read more
THE LAST KING OF EMBERWYLD : THE DYING LIGHT Chapter 8: The Mother’s Secret The garden was beautiful. More beautiful than any garden Kaelen had ever seen. The lilies were white and gold, their petals soft, their scent sweet. The grass was green and lush, soft beneath his feet. The sky above was blue—not the … Read more
THE LAST KING OF EMBERWYLD : THE DYING LIGHT Chapter 7: The Father’s Sin The throne room was vast. Larger than the great hall in Valdris. Larger than any hall Kaelen had ever seen. The walls were black stone, carved with scenes of battle and conquest, of kings kneeling before dark altars, of cities burning … Read more
THE LAST KING OF EMBERWYLD : THE DYING LIGHT Chapter 6: The Shadow Self The darkness was not empty. Kaelen had expected silence. Stillness. The absence of everything. But this darkness was alive—breathing, pulsing, watching. He could feel it pressing against his skin, sliding into his lungs, curling around his heart like a cold hand. … Read more
THE LAST KING OF EMBERWYLD : THE DYING LIGHT Chapter 5: The Dreamer’s Game The field flickered. One moment it was green and gold, warm with the memory of sunlight. The next it was gray and dead, the grass brittle, the flowers wilted, the sky the color of bruises. The woman in white stood at … Read more
THE LAST KING OF EMBERWYLD : THE DYING LIGHT Chapter 4: The Guardian’s Price The cavern did not change. The walls remained black, the carvings remained still, the throne of bones remained cold and empty. The guardian sat on his seat of death, his gray skin cracked, his black eyes fixed on Kaelen, his hands … Read more
THE LAST KING OF EMBERWYLD: THE DYING LIGHT Chapter 3: The Road to the North The road to the north was a wound in the earth. Kaelen had walked it for three days, and already his boots were wearing thin, his legs were aching, his spirit was fraying. The cobblestones of the King’s Way had … Read more
