Moon Of Pain

As the blue moon replaced the green over Faust, Norland quietly bade farewell to spring and entered summer. Faust, the Sacred Alliance, and even all of Norland were calm, as though the entire plane had lost its fighting spirit and was lazing around.

Mountainsea was sleeping at a window all day every day, basking in the light of the sun and stars. There were occasions where she even forgot to eat for many days at a time, but the floating island never forgot her presence.

Phaser had returned to Faelor to meet with the broodmother, but Tiramisu stayed behind. With nothing to fight, the ogre had returned to his old hobby of cooking, and in other times he just found a big open space and sat down while looking dazed. Still, he was growing bigger and bigger with time; ogres as a race grew naturally, and the bigger one was the greater their strength.

Rosie...