The Redemption of Erâth: History of Erâth – The Third Age (Part I)

The ending of the War of Darkness marked the ending of the Second Age of Erâth. The world was much weakened by the losses of war, but there was also gladness in the hearts of men, at least for a time, and the darkness of the Duithèn left their lands.

So began the Third Age of Erâth, at the end of which the events described in this book occur. The Third Age lasted for some three and a half thousand years, and saw the fall of all but a few kingdoms of men, and the origins of Changelessness, as brought about by the Sarâthen. Yet the powers of Darkness were not defeated entirely, and were able through the diminishing of the Illuèn to eventually regain their strength.

(i) The Fate of Darkness

The Undeath of Goroth

With the demise of Goroth, in whom the Duithèn had vested so much power, the race of Darkness was greatly weakened, and went into the West. Yet they were not destroyed, for it is not in the power of Men to kill those of the race of Darkness. Many other changes there were also, and while darkness did not leave the lands of men […]

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New Facebook Page

In the spirit of pretending to be a real author, I’ve gone ahead and made myself a Facebook Author page. This will host anything and everything related to me as a writer, including updates and information about progress on both The Redemption of Erâth and A Gothic Symphony.

It would make me immensely happy if you gave it a quick visit – it will help me pretend that people are interested in my writing!

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A Gothic Symphony: Introductions

If he hadn’t known better, he would have thought it was a setup. Considering where things ended up leading, it might as well have been. All of it, just to meet that one girl.

Marlon was crazy. He owned a huge apartment in the expensive part of the city, and no one really knew where he got the money; he worked at a divorce attorney office, the kind that don’t require a spouse’s signature. He had first met Marlon when he still worked at the big law firm, and he’d fallen in with him right away – the guy knew how to throw a party.

He never quite figured out why Marlon left; something to do with his boss, who Marlon had never really liked. In his mind, that didn’t really justify leaving a cushy job with an almost infinite upward path for a downtown crap shack that got people out of your life for $300. There was no way he was making any decent money there, even if they kept things off the books (which was pretty likely). It didn’t change a thing; he’d kept the apartment, the expensive TV and white leather couches, and he still threw mad parties. […]

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