Illustration by Margarita Bourkova A few stories have come out of The Rill Lord that I could not release before now because they are spoilers for the series ending. Like this one, for example. This story is kind of cozy, kind of an epilogue for a certain character. And it is chock full of spoilers. If you want to read The Rill Lord completely unspoiled, DO NOT READ THIS STORY. A Bowl of Soup Robdan squinted into the sun at the new bridge. Only seven months had passed

A few of the Triempery stories on this site are prequels. This is a prequel story of Dorilian Sordaneon and how he met Legon Rebiran. Legon is Dorilian's oldest friend. He and Dorilian met as children. What about these two young people clicked? The story also brings in a bit of lore. There's an ancient portal, the Stone Door, in Askorras, probably a dead Aryati transdimensional gate, through which it is rumored people can sometimes glimpse events past or future. Only minor s

Often when writing novels I explore characters and concepts in isolation. In this case those characters are Dorilian and Hans, and the concepts being explored are permutations of events that happened in the series ending. Two characters coming to terms with who—and what—they have become I also had fun while writing this story showcasing Leur's musical instrument: the mallyr. While this instrument doesn't appear directly in the Triempery Revelations series, other than in epigr

A pine tree that does not look like the one in the story. For those readers coming here looking for Triempery stories.... this is not one. I wrote this short story for a family newsletter. It's cute and it's seasonal, and so I'm sharing it with my fans. **** One summer afternoon as her husband guided their shiny new car onto the highway, Diane’s gaze skipped across the intersection to the parking lot of Duke’s Pet Goodies and Automotive Repair. She liked the view

CONTENT WARNING: Blood and gore; violence. Sensitive readers might find parts of this story disturbing. Note to Triempery series readers:...

Author's Note: This story is set completely with the Kheld people and their culture. Because readers will see more about Khelds and their...

Come guess me this riddle what beats pipes and fiddle What’s hotter than mustard and wilder than cream? What best wets your whistle,...