░░░░░Large chains shackled the lands under the foot of a young girl curiously peering over the edge beyond the magical concrete fence. She calls herself Green. She stood at the edge of their family’s property, a good mile away from the edge of their house fence. Soil faintly disappears under the extending lush grass-covered ground that floated into vast cloudy nothingness.Over, yonder high above the trees, Green’s tiny head illuminated with bright sunlight through the yellow leaves of a tree, its veil covered into a lovely hair for Fall.‘Tis season of “Taglagas,” a point of the year the lands shift gradually. The rock is considered a source of light in their world, where chains bind from the ground to keep afloat, repositions to loosen its magical hold and slowly lower them away from its warmth.This season is not the first time Green experienced Taglagas. She remembers how the season goes and comes. But she forgets how th

▓▓▓▓▓Explosions ring through echoing past the mountain range that surrounds the forests where the barracks are of the Dire crystals. The airships in the docking bay are trapped because of the ongoing battle outside the barracks walls. All ships hovered in preparation to lift off for departure, but none of them could inch farther than the roof of the garage or the people inside of it being trapped and nervous. The only respite they believed in was the power that lady Yphemu and her men held in battle.Sure enough, proving that they are as capable as one says, they end the distraught with the force of a hammer on the nail and affix their win with shouts of victory. Securing their leave was a priority they had to take in this window of opportunity. With the magicians on the rooftops ready with their wands, each one cast long-lasting shield magic that extends to other magicians on Festoon’s, a five-man passenger airship, above them. They spread the protection’

▓▓▓▓▓Sweat trickled down the wrinkled neck of Elder Lymantera as she held the crib when the shaking started. Sounds of chaos and magic surround the rock walls of the building they reside in, a part of the private building within the barracks that serve as the living area of the Prime Magician and all other residents. The place also contains several empty rooms to accommodate anyone not part of the ceremony but who needs to stay in the barracks.The room’s walls are barren with a large ornate cabinet, wooden sofa, table with a plate of cookies, and a few bottles of milk; finished with a king-size bed with a Slitark shard chandelier on the side walls. Two windows bring light to the room that shows the expanse of the showy garden that is used to receive guests or for bigger parties, or official celebrations. Big as the garden may seem with its well-cultivated landscape and plants, it was still enveloped by the tall trees and the vast valley. Hiding it from the view

Hi! Nate here.This is my new novel here in Meganovel, with the first and second chapter complete, and a preview of the third. As for now, it will be in a month long hiatus due to the incoming season, Deccember, and how busy we are at the forefront at home and other places. After writing a science-fiction erotica, Suitable Bags of Flesh, I've moved on from the long narrative of the monster-x-human shipping and crossed over to fantasy-fiction with a focus heavy on magic and slight drama. It's not that heavy for anyone to read but is more of an adventure to the realm of Slitark and the Prime Magician as the focus. I've made artwork and character design study based on how I imagined my characters would look like, hence the cover. You can look through my pixiv, just search for pansikoser, so that you can preview the art and other designs. Thank you for taking time reading this. There will be instances that I will update something, like related artworks and the likes during this season.

Before they could finish, Uran had already left the room, knowing by the distance of where he saw the monitor of the navigator’s map that the steering of the ship has succeeded and all they need is to automatically wait and see their docking timing. Jaaron and Pemmi are left to their devices, knowing full well Uran’s intent by leaving them. Jaaron can be seen from behind Uran’s back hurriedly going to the steering platform to double-check with Pemmi so that their course won’t be disturbed as Uran went out to check on the rest of the ship.He knew that his current crew is not up to par with the numbers that needs to manage the entire ship when danger arise, and it shows in this current situation. Included in this number are the civilians that live with them, that are families of the crew involved. Their safety has always been a priority despite the circumstance of Sunflora, but there can never be a guarantee. One way or another, a family member riding i