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Dargonzine 27-2 Editorial

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DargonZine 27, Issue 2

By: Jon Evans | Archive, Editorials

It's that time of the quarter, again, and I'm expected to write another Editorial.  (In truth, Liam will be sending me a scolding reminder e-mail any mene now, but I'm hoping I hit "Send" before he does.) (He actually had 12 hours to spare - L.) But where to start?  We have a vast amount of possible topics, not least of which is my recent tradition of featuring specific Dargon authors each month.  However, what with the impending Independence Day ...

What Cannot Be Tempered

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DargonZine 27, Issue 2

By: Victor Cardoso, and Pam Atchley | Archive, Stories

Caeris, the mage, couldn't sleep. He lay quietly in the state between wakefulness and dreaming, tucked under the voluminous covers of a beautiful but overly lavish four-poster bed. The new High Mage, Alrik Vidor, had sent notice ahead and procured the night's lodging in Kenna for his students, the second of whom was to join Caeris shortly. The prior High Mage Marcellon had been incapacitated after the war, and it was presently unknown when, or if he would recover fully. ...

Sowing Seeds 3

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DargonZine 27, Issue 2

By: Keith English | Archive, Stories

Pounding startled Aerimon awake. He was suddenly tense and ready to kill. The noise was coming from his front door. As he rolled from his cot and began moving down the ladder, grabbing a short blade before doing so, he noticed the broad shafts of light that speared through his home from an open window high up the back wall. It was past morning. He had slept quite late. "Aerimon!" came a muffled voice from beyond the door. "Open up! It's Kalen ...

Dargonzine 27-1 Editorial

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DargonZine 27, Issue 1

By: Jon Evans | Archive, Editorials

Last issue, I started the editorial by talking about my new favorite writing position, which can be summed up as "lying back on the couch with a bottle of red wine." It seems a bit of an obvious, or even stereotypical, revelation. I have another obvious revelation for you: sitting at a playground full of screaming children is *not* my favorite writing position. It's not that I don't love children, especially my own kids, but the concept ...

Sowing Seeds Part 2

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DargonZine 27, Issue 1

By: Keith English | Archive, Stories

Awareness returned slowly. Although his eyes had yet to open, Aerimon began moving his arms and legs until he was tossing and turning. Soreness claimed his muscles and bones as if it were a natural part of him. Dim light flooded into his eyes once he managed to open them. His world consisted of blurred shapes and the muffled noises of him moving. Severe tightness gripped his throat when he tried to clear it and Aerimon found himself coughing. His lurching ...

Ol Tamboch Narhin, Thread 6: Building Fear

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DargonZine 27, Issue 1

By: Dafydd Cyhoeddwr | Archive, Stories

Fear affects everyone. It's part of being mortal, of being human. That is a basic truth: everyone is afraid of something. Fear can inhibit you, but that's not always a bad thing: you touch a flame, it hurts you, and you don't do it again. Fear can also be a motivator, driving you to learn more, or strive harder, or explore further to decrease those things that make you afraid. Fear is often irrational. Spiders are seldom lethal. Snakes are ...

Dargonzine 26-5 Editorial

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DargonZine 26, Issue 5

By: Jon Evans | Archive, Editorials

I set myself into my new favorite "writing position" just prior to starting this creative session. It entails lying on my couch with my back against an armrest, my legs extended over the far cushions, and my lovely Series 9 laptop -- appropriately -- sitting in my lap as I type away. Waiting patiently between words is a glass of Tempranillo on the coffee table, just within reach, and the rest of the bottle is a tad beyond it in ...

Jacer and Ratche’s Grand Plan

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DargonZine 26, Issue 5

By: Joseph Carney | Archive, Stories

"It will work, I tell you!" Ratche rose from the table, walked to the open door and stood there looking outside. Sunlight streaming through the door flowed around him, illuminating tiny motes of dust floating in the air. "No one will know if we're careful. How could they?" It was the 28th of Ober. Jacer and Ratche were alone in the communal room they shared with the others who worked for the Rattler. Their jobs were to keep the streets of ...

The Life and Death of Gillem Stonecutter

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DargonZine 26, Issue 5

By: Liam Donahue | Archive, Stories

Gilvelle Marser stared in irritation at the man who sat across from him, wondering what his father would have thought of his situation. He was quite sure Tarell Marser had never had to deal with a role like this. Diplomat to the foreign stoneworkers was no job for Dargon's master architect, but Gilvelle had his orders from the duke. The strangeness of these stoneworkers, the Doravin, didn't help the situation. This one had just said something unintelligible. Gilvelle was anticipating ...

Dargonzine 26-4 Editorial

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DargonZine 26, Issue 4

By: Jon Evans | Archive, Editorials

It's been a productive couple of months for me, Dargon-wise. This tends to make me feel very good, and good feelings about Dargon create more enthusiasm for me to do more in Dargon. It's a nice circle. It can be difficult, however, to maintain the enthusiasm when creativity ebbs, so one method I use to kick start the old creative juices is to revisit ancient works that I never finished. We all have them: the aborted efforts ...