The Redemption of Erâth: Volume One – Consolation, Chapter 3

Chapter 3

A Tale of Blood and Battle

Brandyé woke the next morning to the sun coming gently through his window and the scent of breakfast from below. He heard his grandfather humming a tune, and knew where he was, and was relieved. What an odd thing to happen, he thought to himself. I wonder where that place is. He thought he might ask his grandfather, but hesitated—traveling to another place in the middle of the night, when you were meant to be sleeping? It sounded an awful lot like magic, and his grandfather had said he knew of no magic that did not bring harm.

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The Redemption of Erâth: Volume One – Consolation, Chapter 2

Chapter 2

An Odd Journey

Of all the things that brought Brandyé joy, the one thing he loved more than anything else was listening to his grandfather’s many tales. Not the ones he told at the Burrow Wayde sometimes, though those were enjoyable as well, but rather the ones he would tell in the dark of a winter night, in front of the fire, when it seemed that nothing existed in all the world but their house, alone in the moors. The wind would whistle through the cracks and under the doors and small snowflakes would swirl in the corners of the room, but in front of the fire, all was warm.

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The Redemption of Erâth: Volume One – Consolation, Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Brandyé Dui-Erâth

Brandyé Dui-Erâth was born under a low red moon to awful circumstances. Mere moments after his birth, the house in which he was born was engulfed in flame and burned to the ground around him. The men and women of the village flocked to the scene and looked on helplessly, knowing with sadness that the family who lived there had perished.

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