Here you will find anything and everything I write that has nothing to do with The Way... Series. It's a little barren right now but when I inevitably end the series I have at least one other idea cooking.

Enjoy!

On the Wings of Bees, Through the Death of Suns: No one perceived it as the opening thrust of conquest. (Written for the 2008 Apocalypse Kree ficathon)  

No Unwounded Soldiers: If only sins and blood and burdens could be so easily wiped clean. (in progress)