Lich Gotthold and Galateva
The lich, a powerful and immortal undead wizard, withers over a hoard of gold that he stole from others. He never earned or deserved the treasure, but he clings to it with a greedy and obsessive grasp.
T'eri and Vita
The forest is not safe. Everything that grows in it belongs to the elves. Everyone who crosses its border belongs to the elves. And they will never, never, never come back.
Grey wizard Seter on the wrong side of reality. (he looks black there though)
Few people are able to withstand this spectacle for a long time. But the abandoned boy will remember his savior. (and the red-gray world of fish swimming through the air, and stones on tiny legs, and water like jelly)
White noise (Higher Demon Natella and Enikiya)
What is between the sky and the Earth? The air trembling with tension. The longest tea party in the world. One soul. Her wishes and expectations. Her prays. Her Death.
Vladish and Valst
Paired portraits of close friends. Both lost battles, both were captured by Virtis officers—both endured torture—but their destinies diverged. Through the skillful use of diplomacy, Vladish managed to reclaim control over his life, ascending to the role of a tactician in the planning headquarters and becoming a voice for those too feeble to advocate for themselves.
But Valst was swallowed up in Darkness.
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Ksandr's lonely night.
Once he was one of the knights-priests, who, in the name of the Lightest Lord, cleanse Obelicta from filth, but for stubbornness and pride he was expelled from the ranks of the organization. Now he is an ordinary hunter of evil spirits. No one cares about his lost, tainted soul. Except maybe one person. Will they ever see each other again?
from an advertising brochure
The ruler of a small country once brought a strange woman to his castle. Her hair was always wet, and she left wet marks wherever she walked. The courtiers warned him to be wary and send her away, but he ignored them all. Until one morning, he was found drowned in his own chambers. The river nearby had burst its banks and submerged the castle. Ever since, this place has been famous among tourists!
Lich Gotthold and Galateva
"Stay still. Don't try to hold me tight! I'm only dust in the wind. I'm only a smoke of the extinct candle. A whisper of your dreams. Rustle in your mind. You can't keep me nearby. You can't catch me... because I wasn't supposed to exist in your lifetime."