Rings of Honor

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[Written with Myles] He contemplated the chunk of time with a forced detachment, an objective exercise. He considered what he would and would not say and how much wisdom and caution there was to both admissions and omissions, whether due to setting or simple pride and insignificance. The slope of hi...

Dún Scáith was a crossroads of the truest sense. Lay lines bisected here, their exact coordinates were skeleton-echos in the brick and mortar, the wood and its grain. In the early evening, for a few hours, the thirsty, and the curious, and the profane could find more than a few stools open, even a t...