A dark, fantastical tale that is intended to unfold a paragraph, or thereabouts, at a time.
28 Oct 2025 3 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
Elsewhere and otherwhiles… Pyna peered out, her eerie eyes piercing the caliginous murk of the Great Lower Sea. She watched the overripe skull which she had hurled a ship’s length away and beyond, bob like an addled cork upon the inky wavelets. With...
2 Oct 2025 7 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
She simply insisted upon a nocturnal sojourn. Eket balked. At the notion of blundering like a brute, through the coal-dark of the cold, and pathless woodlands. Even bearing a brand or lantern, the way would prove uncertain and perilous. Travelling t...
12 Sep 2025 4 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
Elsewhere and otherwhiles… “Bone-eater…” The tatterdemalion figure stumbled forward through the rustling snow-piles, reeking of necrosis and pine-sap. Then leveled an arrow at Pyna. His quaking short-bow drawn taut with frost-tainted fingers. No I...
29 Aug 2025 8 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
Elsewhere and otherwhiles… Pyna and Umin were led with an uneasy wariness down the onyx-dark dune-face, and into the heart of the nascent corsair’s encampment. Which had bloomed in a short while like a collection of canvas-woven mushrooms. Between th...
10 Aug 2025 8 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
In the end, Pyna very nearly scoffed. And would have drifted back to her high and refulgent manor, had Elshad not pleaded the peculiar nature of his need… Listening to his entreaty, she felt caught in the unquiet commingle of old, rankling memory. An...
30 Jul 2025 9 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
The simplest truth was that Pyna had grown bored. That she had wearied of her own voiceless companionship. And of the unmoving gallery of lifeless sun-blots that she had for years, endlessly ruminated upon. Frustrated, and yet at last somewhat recon...
16 Jul 2025 8 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
Elsewhere and otherwhiles… A year passed. Then two, since Nimblethorne’s reticent departure. Pyna slipped down, down into doldrums of despond. Mostly melancholy, and somewhat mad. She would arise, as was her custom, with the twin moons. When the in...
11 Jul 2025 3 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
Pyna stood, and swept slowly over the powdery onyx sand-crest, soft as a sultry mist. A wraith of milky marble and ribboned jet. Do not Stray Far from Me Umin pressed his frost-light deep into his boot and drew his short-blade with a resigning sigh....
29 Jun 2025 4 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
Pyna blinked abruptly, and birdlike, startled. As with a shout, Umin tore himself away from her touch. Her cracked-glass gaze, wide and ablaze. Oh… That was Unforeseen. Umin rolled away. Retching sourly into the stark, obsidian-dark sand-piles. “H...
10 Jun 2025 5 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
“The First Weavers were… Innocent…” “They sang for simple things. When men and women first bent towards the sky. Standing! Like wheat stalks! No longer snuffling for worms, downcast and beastly in carriage.” “This was, an aeon ere the First Foundati...
