The First Falling

Bobby Rufener

Impressionable Priestess
Clearing in a forest
Investigating strange chanting
Black Feather Quill

Aniata smiled over at Luck as he playfully dug at a rabbit hole. It was rather amusing to watch the dog dig three or four times then bury his nose back into the hole to see if he was any closer to whatever it was driving him to dig.  She looked down at her notes with a sigh. The Matron had insisted that she copy the precepts ten times to give to new acolytes.  She was fairly certain that Morana's true purpose was to drive them forever into her brain.  The woman was a hard task master.

Update on the Final Book!

A title has been chosen for the final book in The Blue Dragon's Geas. The final book will be called Fallen Tiers. I am looking forward to tying up loose ends from Sordith's Wedding to Luthian's suspicions. Here is a small excerpt from Jon's thread.

Jon looked up on hearing the soft footsteps. He had known she was coming. Nightmare had bristled first at sounds that Jon could not hear. It had given him time to prepare himself for what he must do next. He would take no pleasure in it and yet he knew it was the only way he could accomplish his own ends.