Egamnaetnalta's Abode

There are Singapore nights when light pollution is oddly absent, when star-fires fill the sky and when clear winds soar, lifting musing tho...

Through half-closed eyes, Tonfe gazed at the chalice of eleven feathers, an imprint of Life onto stone. He rested quiet, murmuring a soft s...

Indeed, only One “Yet few are needed, indeed, only one.”
 The will was read, the kingdom divided. The shares of Shalom Corporati...

The Vision of the Eleven Atos looked into a night of entombed stars. From it came a cosmic raven with wings out-stretched - looming, t...