Category: Earthborn Chapters

They left at dawn, under the still hush of mist. Not knowing they were sailing into a storm and out of the world they understood. The sky above Ulm was colored in pale pinkish hues, like the ones of unripe peach. The first gulls have already awoken, shrieking above the narrow stone pier covered in…

The sun hung at its zenith when Eirran returned to Ulm. The Ilari were not meant to walk in the dust. They were meant to descend. But today, he walked, through mud and dust; toward a child who had never asked for him to come. And a village that no longer feared gods, only the…

Eirran did not delude himself with the gravitas of what he was about to do. Ilari did not raise half-bloods. They did not claim them. They did not return for them. But he wasn’t just any Ilar. He was Eirran V’Asanii; the one who revolutionized aerial warfare and turned a powerful army into the very…

The ship slid along Selavetia’s coast, through mist that clung to the skin. The sea had taken her mother. Now it brought him to the daughter they called blasphemy. And in that, something like faith returned. Eirran stood at the prow, hands tight on the rail; the wind stretched his wings wide. “My lord?” Keth…

The morning was cold and damp when Jereh Hamad returned from his early fishing. His palms were cracked from nets and salt, his fingers still wet from the water; Evan, eleven years old, skipped beside him with a basket of fish whose gills still twitched. A good haul, Jereh thought: enough for the market, enough…

In the hour of Gioden’s inauguration, the wind above Win’Tarra seemed to sharpen. The sky remained clear, cloudless. Today, Ellevath did not hide His face. On the cliff above the Fifth Tower, in a golden-framed amphitheater, gathered the rulers of the Eight Houses, their shadows resting heavy against the white stone. The half circle rose…

Rhais took his last breath in the quiet of the night. There were no final words, no dramatic farewell, only silence deepening, air no longer moving in his lungs, light fading from his eyes. Eirran stood at the threshold of his father’s chamber, fists clenched, watching as the healers cleared away the last salves and…

The wind was sharp when Eirran spread his wings and left the ship.  Far below, the port of Win’Tarra sprawled like a chaotic web of docks, warehouses, and squalid quarters where humans scurried like insects in the shadows of the towers. Smoke rose from a hundred chimneys, mingling with salt and the stench of stale…

Win’Tarra The Capital of the Sechvennat of Win’Tarra The capital of the Sechvennat rose from the cliffs like a crest carved from ivory: cold, unyielding, its walls silvered by moonlight. Terraces climbed upward in rings, opening like the petals of a vast stone flower. The higher the level, the less it catered to mortal needs,…