
Resonance and Ruin
The cold was a betrayal. It wasn't the searing, life-giving heat of Gor’s sun, nor the gentle warmth of our hearth. It was the biting, unforgiving cold that had claimed everything. Six cycles ago, the Gorean peaks had ripped open, a geological tremor followed by a cascade of ice and stone that swallowed the mountain pass. Kael, my Companion, had been returning from the northern settlements wi…
