Across the Mana Sea Excerpt
Every hundred years or so, the king and queen of the faenriin re-crowned themselves, celebrating their infinite reign. Manawine flowed into bejeweled goblets. Her Majesty’s operatic voice set the ivory sky alight.
And I just didn’t care.
I moved through the other faenriin in their chiffon that defied gravity. Past their familiars whose fur and wings sprinkled mana onto the marble floors. Out onto the balcony, where Ayaliis in all its splendor spread before me: the most beautiful, most ridiculous city in all the world.
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“Take my hand. We’ll save each other.”
The faenriin Attel flees her perfection-obsessed society in search of a familiar. Across the miasma-soaked sea, she makes friends and foes of dragons, discovers a centuries-old tragedy, and forms an unbreakable bond that could unravel two worlds and her heart alike.
Attel and Nev’eirys in the Ruins
A cut scene where Attel and Nev’eirys discuss Eirenos. Set during their trip to the ruins, after discovering the not-lake.
Entry 290: Honorifics
A collection of the most commonly used terms of respect that draconics use with each other.
