Zepher

From An Tang to The Wild Hunt

Exhaultation

One evening an informant came to our camp, telling Furak of anthema sighting nearby. He was a kind man and we sat up the night after he came reading the stars from the wagon where my cages were kept. It was an ominous night, difficult to read but clearly one of great changes. The foreboding had just begun to sink in when . . . . . . to be continued (OH GM! Feel free to edit and give me a refresher on how this all began. It was a really long time ago)