Jeany Valience

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Des’Tras

One touched by the Ancient Gods, born into the world of matter a conduit to the Ether, Des’Tras, the World Ender, is only whispered legend.  History offers no record of the last.  Most do not believe in Des’Tras any more.  Most.

Consequences of a Life

These are the stories of William Tasker Tarmon, and the extraordinary adventures he had on his quest for knowledge.  Most of all, these are the stories of the lives he touched, and the people he loved.

Poetry

Bits and Pieces
of the self
float through the
realms of
introspection

2 – 24 – 1993

Des’Tras #64

Haven rolled with an easy sea.  The morning sky sparkled clear and brilliant blue.  The wind was steady and filled the sails.  The boxes and crates of enchanted weapons were piled together on deck.  The crew kept one eye on their duties, the other on … [Read more]

Des’Tras #63

A group of town’s people gathered at the dock.  Most sought one last plea for the Kraken Pirates to stay.  Some wanted to join the crew.  Few watched for their chance to take advantage of any weakness. Cousin watched from the deck of Haven.  She … [Read more]

Des’Tras # 62

Cousin stood with her hand on Haven’s mainmast.  She listened to the ship tell her all that had happened while she was away.  Haven reported every foot fall, familiar and strange.  Every change.  Every failed attack. Cousin looked to the wards and … [Read more]

Des’Tras #61

Cousin lay tangled with Kraken.  The sweat on their bodies cooled in the breeze from the inn’s open window.  She ran a finger over the corded muscles of his arm, and up his neck.  She nuzzled his jaw, and revealed in the scratch of his whiskers.  He … [Read more]

Des’Tras #60

Cousin walked through the cobbled streets of the dock town.  Anyone who attacked was put into status.  She would sort them out later.  Her focus was on reaching Protector.  She followed his energy signature to the fortress on the cliffs. The doors … [Read more]

Des’Tras #59

Haven moved with a steady grace.  The battering wind and huge waves did not touch her.  The great bolts of lightning veered their paths to strike harmless into the ocean. Cousin stood at the bow one hand on the wing of the figure head.  Ollie … [Read more]

Greetings Reader

Greetings Dear Reader, Des'Tras will be on a short break this week.  The story will continue next week with its normal scheduled.  Thank you for reading. … [Read more]

Des’Tras#58

Cousin stood the crow.  The setting sun was washing the ocean in scarlet and inky black.  She had spent hours repairing Haven.  Her power flowed over everything.  From the crow she could feel all that was Haven, every life on Haven and much … [Read more]

Des’Tras#57

Kraken and Cousin sat in the galley listening to Jak and Harper and Nickel talk about the attack.  The typhoon of power swirling around them was kept from the injured. “The storm was over, and the speeder had just ran out,” Harper said.  “Gabb had … [Read more]

Des’Tras#56

Kraken woke with a start, the warm form of Cousin tangled around him.  The even rise and fall of her breathing pulled him into quiet comfort.  The weight of her head on his chest, and the feather of her breath on his skin made him aware of every … [Read more]