Entity Adrift: Chapter 25 by LeKrowArt, literature
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Entity Adrift: Chapter 25
Ukrin writhed in his sheets as he slept. At night, the fears he tried to ignore during the day hounded him in his dreams. In the hours he was awake, his mind functioned like a well-oiled clock, but he could not control where it went when he slumbered.
The blood-red sun was just peeking over the distant horizon when Ukrin tore breathlessly from his nightmare and sat straight up in his bed. His heart pounded as the fires from his memory beckoned sweat from his temples. Guilt. It was heavy on his heart. He thought back to the moment when he last saw David's cabin in the mortal realm, the moment when he set it ablaze. Ukrin sighed heavily and
Entity Adrift: Chapter 24 by LeKrowArt, literature
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Entity Adrift: Chapter 24
The demonic steeds galloped across the field of short grass under the hot orange sun. David and Ezekiel didn't say much to each other as they rested under the shade of the stable and watched the animals. Águila appeared to be racing the herd of four tame bathors as though trying to assert his dominance this way. (Clearly he was too outnumbered to be dominant in any other sense.) David was relieved that after over a month of working there, Águila had finally been treating him with sassy indifference rather than blatant aggression. David had yet to get a taste of the bathor's claws or teeth, but he was fine with that.
As the sun be
Entity Adrift: Chapter 23 by LeKrowArt, literature
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Entity Adrift: Chapter 23
“Sir? There's someone here to see you.” The demon jolted upright and stared at the letter he had been writing now stained with ink. Ukrin blinked then glanced at the window. How long had he been asleep? The last thing he could remember was sitting down to write an invitation to meet the duke, Thuntyr Al'Gewen Hazriel. During the past few days, he had done nothing but write letters, research, and wrack his brains trying to come up with a plan to get hold of slave records, taking only breaks here and there to eat and use the restroom—he had been neglecting his sleep and hence why he must have passed out.
“Who is it?
i. The Mind Oracle
Have you ever heard of a Gypsy fortune teller with a crystal ball? How about a mystical sooth-sayer who could see the unknown? Well, I never put a lot of stock in that kind of thing, so I was extra surprised to find that they had the real thing in the year 501,879!
I found it out first hand because the authorities in the city of Rothrock were very curious about the details of my story, so they sent me to a Mind Oracle. The told me the fellow was mighty old, one of the oldest men in the city, although you'd never know it to look at him. He was a healthy, youthful looking elf like most of the citizenry, a half-cas