by Vincent Lobascio | May 13, 2019 | Part II
< PREVIOUS MAIN⬏ NEXT > MAIN < PREVIOUS NEXT > Albyn, Llael. 13th of Octesh, 611 AR. The chief mechanic in charge of the siege cannon held his hands on his head as if would keep the anxiety from spilling out his ears. Yegor surveyed the damage. Black...
by Vincent Lobascio | May 13, 2019 | Part II
< PREVIOUS MAIN⬏ NEXT > MAIN < PREVIOUS NEXT > 30th Battalion front line, Llael. 13th of Octesh, 611 AR. By noon their new trenches were coming along nicely. The soft soil and Daisy’s help made work go quickly. The pace of the forward trench suffered from...
by Vincent Lobascio | Jul 5, 2019 | Part III
< PREVIOUS MAIN⬏ NEXT > MAIN < PREVIOUS NEXT > PART III: Liberation “There aren’t any winners in war, Coleman. Just survivors.” -King Leto Raelthorne to Lord General Coleman Stryker, upon witnessing the damage to Caspia in the Sul-Menite invasion...
by Vincent Lobascio | Mar 24, 2021 | Part III
< PREVIOUS MAIN⬏ NEXT > MAIN < PREVIOUS NEXT > Albyn, Llael. 27th of Octesh, 611 AR. “Hey Kirk,” Gerard mumbled through a mouthful of hardtack, “what’s with the face?” “What face?” Kirk asked. They were leaning against the dirty walls of their forwardmost...
by Vincent Lobascio | May 13, 2021 | Part III
< PREVIOUS MAIN⬏ NEXT > MAIN < PREVIOUS NEXT > Albyn, Llael.27th of Octesh, 611 AR. Razor wire tore a deep gash into Kirk’s shin and snagged on his pant leg as he stumbled through the clouds of lung-scratching gas, coughing violently, eyes shut against the...
