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#45

Gabb haggled with the merchant.  The hawkish man sneered and insulted in his attempt to pay less than asking price.  Gabb laughed and threatened to take business elsewhere.  The negotiations went on for half an hour before Gabb consented to take the … [Read more]

Des’Tras#44

The bar was loud and hot.  The smell of unwashed flesh choked the air.  Butcher walked ahead of Kraken to a table in the front corner.  Kraken took the chair next to the window, though the wall would have suited him better. Kor stood … [Read more]

Des’Tras#43

Haven bumped into the pier and ropes were thrown.  A flurry of motion secured the ship.  The crew moved with practiced sureness in their duties.  A chanted chorus rose over the noise of the dock as they worked. Stand the Crow The course is clear … [Read more]

Des’Tras#42

Haven set anchor to wait for its turn to dock.  The other, a merchant ship, set sail to move away from the floating debris and its cause.  Multiple people from the Al’Ri ship called for assistance.  Kraken stood at the bulwark and glowered down at … [Read more]

Des’Tras#41

The sun was high over head when Cape Simling came into view.  From the crow six ships could be seen at dock and another four waited at anchor.  Three of those where Blake, Reaper, and the Al’Ri Hunter in Mer skin.  Kraken and Kor passed the spyglass … [Read more]

Des’Tras#40

Kraken faced his men.  The stunned expressions made him want to laugh.  He stood with Cousin at his side, holding her hand.  He didn’t need to look to know she gazed at him, a smile on her lips.  The black staff tapped against his leg.  “Any … [Read more]

Des’Tras#39

Haven sailed two weeks to Cape Simling.  They followed wind and current and did nothing to speed the journey.  They saw no sign of another ship. Cousin spent most of her time in the crow and avoided the galley.  The crew came to her one by one, … [Read more]

Des’Tras#38

Cousin lay quietly in Kraken’s arms, her head on his chest.  Her breathing matched his.  In and out.  In and out.  She listened to his heart beat, and thought of his ocean green eyes, and his silence. Kraken hadn’t said anything when he carried … [Read more]

Des’Tras#37

The galley was full.  Everyone not on watch was there, save for Kraken and Cousin.  They were still behind closed doors.  The men sat with tankards full and plates empty as they talked. “Weren’t right that she went alone,” Kor said.  “One of us, … [Read more]

Des’Tras#36

The long boat bumped the side of Haven.  Ropes were lowered, and fastened to hoist the boat up.  When Cousin stood on the deck she looked back at the Hunter’s ship.  The leaching orb was fading away.  No power signatures came from the ship, and … [Read more]