The Etra Anthology

Daakar moved beneath the swamp, and in their wake the earth swallowed up the petty humans above…

Anzaw sat high on the intricately carved bench, looking down on the procession below…

Irec had never shown much interest in the circumstances of his own life…

“Come come, Vilppu, Tuukka.” Kujal tottered along through the swamp, moving unhurriedly along slowly winding paths…