The Gods have passed judgment, the world will be made a new. For millennia humans and magus alike have waged war on each other and without a thought or mind to their actions and consequence. They wrecked havoc upon their world, destroying it for their own selfish gain, till it became no more then a rotting filthy battlefield invoking the wrath of their forgotten Gods. A proclamation has been made. Earth is to perish and there is nothing they can do about it.

Random topics/short stories with sprinkles of wtf am I even doing? That I really just wanted to post and share. Enjoy! The cover picture is credited to the site I found it on: http://kidskunst.info/1/10129-mind-explosion-art.htm

"I am Cahira, keeper of the Dragon's fire and I bow for no one" Cahira an orphan ousted by a village who was afraid by a power she could not control. Isolated in a dense forest, unwittingly protecting the village that casted her out, treated no better then a feral watchdog. At least until, a wounded goblin comes baring a message and a false prophecy that sends her on a wild chase to find a mentor to train the beast within her. But things are not always what they seem. A pawn is a pawn, whether it's protecting your captors, being an unwilling participant in an uprising or a vital piece in a monster's soul. But it doesn't matter, not for a person with nothing else to lose but with everything to gain... Or is that how it was suppose to go? (Updates are slow but they will come my little spit-fires. You can scream at me on the convo feed, if you're impatient. I understand, I'm yelling at myself too)