Our Lady of Night (Jonas’ Saga)

Crystalline air, cold from winter’s breath on the old city fractured the light from every street post into subtle geometry. The fog drifting through the air cast a haze on the forms floating in the air neither close nor far and with most of the lamp bulbs being more...

A Bit Of Sigil Work (Jonas’ Saga)

To call Sigil work tricky would be accurate in one sense and entirely misleading in another. since human beings began scratching images onto stone in caves during times when being outside was less-than-ideal, they’ve used symbolism to record and communicate. The...

Totems Can Be Anything (Jonas’ Saga)

TOTEMS CAN BE MADE OF ANYTHING ~ ~ Jonas tied the last thread. His fingers moved confidently over the knots and bindings -twenty three of them in total- that held the small object together. He didn’t even need to look at them, he could feel whether they were tightly...