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Awakening the Bear

by Jennifer Clarke Wilkes September 17 2014

Surrak, khan of the Temur, was not always the Dragonclaw. But he was always tough.

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The Hunter Cannot Pity

by Jennifer Clarke Wilkes July 16 2014

Vronos, Elite Inquisitor, steadied his silver-chased crossbow and took aim. The blessed bolt snapped away and dove with a spray of gore into the heart of the accursed one. The woman dropped...

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Dance of the Flitterstep

by Jennifer Clarke Wilkes February 19 2014

"More children taken. This is an evil we will track without mercy." —Anthousa My child, where have you left your children so young? Have you no pity for the orphans, that you should go and...

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Dance of the Flitterstep

by Jennifer Clarke Wilkes February 19 2014

"More children taken. This is an evil we will track without mercy." —Anthousa My child, where have you left your children so young? Have you no pity for the orphans, that you should go and...

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I Iroan

by Jennifer Clarke Wilkes November 6 2013

The ode is a Classical form of lyric poetry. Its name comes from the Greek aeidein, "to sing," and this sort of poem was intended to be performed at public occasions to dancing and the strains of...

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Tragedy

by Jennifer Clarke Wilkes October 23 2013

Triad of Fates | Art by Daarken Chorus of the Triad: Hark now to the tale of bitter Penthikos, marked by the gods and bound by fate. Theros. A land of heroes. Heroes like me. May you never share...

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Ravnica High

by Jennifer Clarke Wilkes August 14 2013

We were sitting around the writer's pit talking about high school during Return to Ravnica block and the subject of mapping the guilds to high school clique tropes came up. It was a fun...

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Prisoner of the Skep; or, How I Encountered the Slivers—and Lived to Tell the Tale!

by Jennifer Clarke Wilkes June 26 2013

"One emitted a strange series of buzzing clicks and guttural commands, then clawed arms emerged from all of them. Is there no limit to their adaptations?" —Hastric, Thunian scout   Being a...

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Prisoner of the Skep; or, How I Encountered the Slivers—and Lived to Tell the Tale!

by Jennifer Clarke Wilkes June 26 2013

"One emitted a strange series of buzzing clicks and guttural commands, then clawed arms emerged from all of them. Is there no limit to their adaptations?" —Hastric, Thunian scout   Being a...

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Ruric Thar

by Jennifer Clarke Wilkes April 3 2013

"Why do guards always look surprised when we bash them?" asked Ruric. "I think they expect a bribe," said Thar. Ruric swatted away a volley of flaming arrows with a ham fist. "You said this...

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