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Author of Destiny (full version)
Veils of shimmering light cascaded around the prince in vibrant hues, erupting into sparks about his feet. He bent his knees, set his back, and pulled. The lid did not move. Continue reading
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Sædjin -4
He understood it now—this path the Dreamer had laid before him. He shared a look with his sister. She understood it too. Perhaps she always had, having started down it at a younger age than he. Continue reading
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Sædjin – 3
Tonight, for the first time, he sought them out—delivering death before they had the chance to bring grief upon more of his people. It felt right; purposeful. Continue reading
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“Author of Destiny” – available at SciFanSat
The moment that would pen Cela’s future had arrived. She’d come with purpose, and only one chance remained before the ink dried on her future. Continue reading
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Lightning Round 2 | By the Sword |
He draws the most battered, piece-of-shit sword I have ever seen. The blade is more rust than steel at this point, and it briefly sticks mid-draw, due to a bend in the middle of the blade where someone probably stepped on it years ago… Continue reading
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Death of an Archaeologist
When word hit the academic community that a recent LIDAR scan had uncovered an untouched chamber in the Valley of Kings beneath KV20, the first tomb of Thutmose I, it was not terribly difficult for me to secure a spot on the archaeological team put together to open it. I was, after all, the pre-eminent… Continue reading
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Sædjin – 2
The boy leapt from his rock and landed running. There was no greater insult among the Sædjin than to show that you would rather give your water to the sands than acknowledge another’s presence. Continue reading
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Child of Kor (Song Short: Maps, by Maroon 5)
The warrior crashed down into the horde with a thunderclap, and a torrential wedge of arcane lightning cascaded out before him, scattering skeletons and demons to either side with roars of agony and the crinkling sounds of shattering bones. Countless more remained, but for a daring moment a path lay open between them. With a… Continue reading
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Sædjin – 1
There would come a time for tears, and for mourning, but that time was not now. Now was the time for violence. Now was the time for death. Continue reading
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The Rune-Carver’s Gift: a Novella (Part 4)
“Felton!” Jorfindr grabbed him by the shoulders. The squire caught a faint hint of the wine on his breath. “It only hunts at night!” Continue reading
About Me
An avid reader and writer, I grew up making frequent visits to Earthsea and Middle-Earth; I dined in Redwall Abbey; I peered over sea, and under stone, as the Dark rose over Cader Idris. Now I visit worlds of my own creation, as I pen my own tales to offer for your enjoyment.
-KTL
“Hey KT, why can’t I find your books on Amazon?”
The Literary Diversions of K.T. Lazarus 