Yam is a Len whose nomadic people value truth and community above all else. He has decided that the only way to restore his family is to become indistinguishable from a god and retroactively make his father a prophet instead of a lying cult leader.
Cal is a street thief impersonating a wealthy young noblewoman she found dead when attempting to burglarize a room. She only hopes to rob the rich mages blind and maybe pick up a trick or two before she inevitably has to skip town.
Lyssana was born with the wrong kind of abilities and exiled to a faraway island of elemental magic users. She has been called back by her wealthy family and placed in Istima for a purpose she has yet to learn.
This is a serialized web fiction about three students in Istima, the Six Court Academy; where the different branches of magic have come together in an ancient city-school floating between mountain peaks and above the storm sea. The engraving students learn to steal patents and defend their homework from untrustworthy professors. The Winter Court battle for their spots in the rankings. The healers-in-training stretch trip cords across the highest stairs so they can practice enough to earn an internship. And no one has a clue what is happening in the Night Court, but it involves self-induced psychosis, inter-dimensional summoning, and activites so normal that they feel nefarious in comparison.
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The next morning, Cal was awoken by a shrill whining. “Gah!” She winced in pain. Opening her eyes didn’t help as the bright light hit her eyes, amplifying her pounding headache. Beside her, Alendra had a similar reaction as she fell out of the bed and reached desperately for her bag. “What the hell is … Continue reading Cal 8
Chapter 7: Forbidden knowledge Lyssana awoke from a dreamless sleep. Moonlight filtered into her room through a crack in the heavy curtains and she stared at the light in silence. The Corpegara were not awake yet, so she rolled over to look up at the stars. An unfamiliar feeling of melancholy washed through her, as … Continue reading Lyssana 7
It’s the end of Yam’s first arc. Look forward to the second arc where things start to build momentum.
“Yam sighed and pushed himself out of bed. It was lumpy as a sack full of rocks but he had not seen a single bed bug and none of the hay poked through the linen to stab him. He should be grateful that they coddled their new students so much, rather than complain about a partner he hadn’t even tried to bribe yet.”