Hi folks! New episodes are out for The Adventures of Zovhara Ashfrost!
The Wolf in the Snow - part 1: https://tapas.io/episode/3335368
The Wolf in the Snow - part 2: https://tapas.io/episode/3356928
Excerpt:
‘I’m not here to discuss Council politics,’ Aekis said plainly, turning away. A layer of fresh snow powdered his head and clothes, like white ash on the hearth of a fireplace. ‘I’m…’
‘...waiting for Zov,’ Zy’heria hissed, shaking her head. ‘I know! I don’t understand why you hang out with her so often. She’s nothing like us.’
‘That’s precisely why,’ he replied bitterly through gritted teeth.
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New episode of The Adventures of Zovhara Ashfrost out! Interlude - III. TBH the one thing I never imagined I'd be doing with this novel is having so many interludes fml.
https://tapas.io/episode/3328193
Excerpt:
‘You were always here, Zov,’ his voice was firm, but polite. ‘But you are not where you think you are, child.’
She did not respond. Am I Zov? That little girl that grew up to become Captain of the Duskwatch. The abandoned half-Astraleid who pieced the puzzle of her life so haphazardly, that rather than building a castle on the clouds, the resulting structure pierced them, bringing black rain upon those who stood behind her. What choices lay before her now?
New episode out for The Adventures of Zovhara Ashfrost! I'm sorry about what happens in the end :( but it was important.
https://tapas.io/episode/3321246
Excerpt:
Aekis appeared in her peripheral vision. He was saying something but she could not hear him. All she thought about was letting the corrupted Autoichorium take over her completely. To drown whatever little pain was there. A brief respite maybe… then I can fight back. Let go…
She felt a comforting numbness running through her in spurts, as if she had been poisoned. Whatever it was, she needed it. An intoxication that made her giggle, a high that made her beam. She writhed in pleasure, her toes curling in her boots, and her hands clawing the dirt.
The stars in the night sky were spinning — not wildly, but whimsically. Orbita Cygnus, that damn spark in the horizon, it circled her now. Faster and faster. It created a halo around her, as if she were a venerated deity. I’m no… f*****g… goddess!