The Mount

It always confuses you for the first couple of moments, crossing that invisible boundary between Feyatlas and the Outerlands. Even with your eyes covered by the hood, you can “sense” the change in the air. It gets a little more difficult to move your wings and the sounds reaching your ears are a little muted …

Sanskrit

She was nice enough, this woman with the red hair. Hair so red that when she later put on the green Saint Patrick’s Day hat, she conjured images of a fey princess in my mind; hair red as fire, and a face of beautiful fierceness. She was nice because she asked me to come sit …