The Etra Anthology

“Would you come and speak with me, Howe?” Katriane’s words had the tone of a question, but left little to doubt…

Howe entered tentatively, but was soon captured by the wonder of this place…

There was a tower amongst the yurts of Quarter Mile Hall, one which was tall and proud and had not been set into the ground where it now sat even just a day ago…

It had only been a matter of time. Howe knew it…

Howe had never been particularly good at waiting…