A queer portal fantasy, featuring Meike, the aspiring mage and herbalist. Join them on their journey through the strange land of Glasend. Accompanying them are an array of quirky characters, including a battleax toting corgi, tameable beasts and monsters, a quick-witted fencer, and a sarcastic spellsword and archer.
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“Sorrel, is it?” Zelamir leaned against the cane her doctor (and Laken) insisted she use when out and about. They seemed to think she was frail, in constant need of a shoulder to lean on. In reality, she retained some muscle weakness from being bedridden and suffering a nasty back
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“You feeling alright, Capsule? You're mighty quiet today.” “I'm fine,” they mumbled. “Just distracted.” They'd scoured so many shops already, but none had those elusive ingredients. Cass had tried to lighten the mood with jokes and commentary, but Meike just couldn't match
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As lovely as it was to be reunited with Zelamir, the gang had to retire to their respective inns. Meike in particular felt tired from the combination of good food and company. Hugs and warm goodbyes were exchanged, and then they were all plunged back into the cold. Meike shivered,
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After being isolated for so long, it was a delight to be surrounded by friends again. Even Pickles, her greatest adversary, ran up to greet Zelamir with little dog kisses. “Ugh, get off me, you foul brute,” she cried, laughing as she struggled to fight him off. Pickles, tail flickering
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It was hard not to laugh with two hands lightly caressing her ribcage, yet Zelamir refused to give her tormentor any satisfaction. Especially not with that dull eyed girl judging them from the other side of the room. “Zelly,” a low voice murmured in her ear, warm breath radiating from
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That morning, Meike was jolted awake by boisterous cheer, and a very snippy Cass demanding quiet. She was still chewing Teddy out when Meike finally stumbled out of bed, rubbing the sleep from their eyes. “Damn you, boy! You’ll wake up half the country!” What had she said about
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The gang regrouped two hours later, all with an assortment of items. Pickles placed a pouch of dried fruit and meat on the table, followed by Teddy’s bottle of goat milk and a hunk of cheese. Cass added a flask of honeyed mead, and Meike set down an envelope
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For one so small and frail, the hoglet proved to be the most difficult patient. It thrashed and wailed, raking Meike’s arms with its sharp claws. They hissed through clenched teeth. It was like being attacked by a kitten, still adjusting to the limits and lethality of its body.
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Fortunately for Meike, the door to the infirmary was large enough for them to almost comfortably walk through; they just had to lower their head. This was the only time in their life that they felt even remotely “tall”. Erzin was maybe 4’9 at best. He paused in the
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A human child would feel more at home here.