Donor of Raugerras, newly anointed Kingsman Qassir, elite soldier of Rhentarri, embarks on his first mission. But when faith and kingdom, the two things he had built his life upon, begin to crumble, what remains? Can a divinity that intentionally shatters his ideals still be trusted? “It was his first time outside Gzira Re in full uniform, and he liked the feel of it, conscious that the armor was new and still oiled from his initiation ceremony… He was a representative of a g

A short story within the world of Rhentarri and set in pre-war Tufaltha, a town on the edge of the Varjaw. This tale, at once heartwarming and heartbreaking, guides the reader through profound considerations about life, suffering, death, and eternal bliss -- all from the point of view of sweet Maj, a simple Tufalthan girl who happens upon the mysterious creature named Piloncilus. Click here for more information! Buy the book here or mark it as "want to read" on Goodreads.

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