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We are what we remember.
I remember being betrayed and murdered. I remember rising from my own grave. I remember my vengeance upon the Chosen of Tyrr. I remember my victories, my defeats, and my sins. With all eternity stretched out before me, all I want is to forget.
Hounded by my mother, my lovers, my friends, my allies, and everyone who craves something from me, there is no peace to be found anywhere. Worst of all is the Lady of the Dread Hunt whose twisted agenda leaves me aroused and confused. Am I her predator or her prey?
To placate me, the Conclave offers me a place among the pantheon as an equal. All I have to do is cease to be myself and give up my claim to vengeance.
The high gods have spoken. My reply will rattle the heavens.
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About Dave Reed
No, I don’t write about the heroes you want. I make the monsters you need.
I’m a multimedia storyteller with my deepest roots in written fiction. My dark fantasy tales contain more swords and sorcery and sex than the law allows. 🐉
In the boring Real World™, I dwell with my warrior-queen (and my demons) in the vicinity of San Antonio, Texas 🦂, where I engineer software, bleed on the krav maga training mat, pretend to shoot competitively, and scribble novels to keep my sanity.
