The Etra Anthology

Shattered glass and thick black blood poured down through the room like rain on a burst of wind, and with it came the nothic…

Mepka had helped Svaljna up the ladder and into the safety of the dormitory, miles away from the aether and all it’s many dangers…

Svaljna worked to temper the echoing rush she was feeling, to make sure that the elation that she felt at the course of sveida that had flown through her was masked behind a face of impassive stone…