Reclusive Ruminations, pt 17

by Grant Smuts Listened to a man drone on and on about tissue salts today. It would've been interesting had he but a shred of charisma. Sadly, it seemed that he possessed none, and as I felt eternity compress itself into a minute, I reasoned that life is about the minutiae of nothing. It's about... Continue Reading →

A Story Told In Fragments, pt 1

A continuation of the first Hierophant's journal entries - these excerpts are placed at the start of every chapter in my new book, A Song of Fading Light.

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