LOGINHello Wonderful Readers! First things first, I want to give big, huge thanks to each and every one of you who read Ravens of Eternity. Whether you read just a handful of chapters or every single one - I appreciate your support greatly. Extra thanks and shoutouts and hugs to those who directly suppo
The hab itself was sparsely decorated and seemed barely lived-in. There was a small pile of personal things in bags and boxes in a corner of the large living room, which appeared to be the effects of the small family that had moved in. It seemed that they had just taken possession of the hab itself
The pup came to a small group of human and drogar children, who much like his own brethren were running around and playing with each other. They laughed and giggled as they chased each other gaily through the park. Unlike his brothers and sisters however, the pup found some excitement and enjoyment
This chapter occurs in the middle of Arc 8, between chapters 330 and 331. I meant to write it back then, but completely forgot. Whoops! Here it is now, as a bonus. Please enjoy! ~@~ It was within Central Park on the Unnamed Cruiser of the Corvus Republic that the shapeshifting wolves made their ho
Kali shivered slightly as she recalled that moment in time. Her body hunched over slightly as she grasped and embraced herself in an attempt to comfort the way she felt. More than that, her voice started to crack and waver as she spoke. “Everytime I looked at him, at anyone I tried to ‘be’ with, a
“Hey, you doing okay?” Amal asked her quietly. “You look like you could use some company.” She climbed up on the outcropping where Kali was, and set herself down next to her with a warm smile painted on her face. “Yeah, I guess,” Kali replied. “Just going through some stuff, nothing too bad.” “Fe
The conflict pained her deeply, and caused her heart to shudder in her chest. “What have I done?” she muttered. “Father’s dead… My hands… I killed him. I…” “You did what you needed to do-” said Freya, but she was immediately interrupted when Callie pushed her off. She then slammed a fist down on
One Week Later Amal walked down the mostly empty hallways of the now-defunct Prophet base. Its power was still on, but running at a bare minimum. Just enough to keep a few of its zones operational, mostly centered around keeping Cloning up and running. She smiled at the Federation maries as they w
The other caved inwards with a CRACK, and swung open feebly. The three of them walked unimpeded into Central Command, where Father sat behind his obsidian desk in the middle. Seated in front of him was Callie, version 2.3, who jumped out of her chair and spun in their direction. A frown was etched
“They’ve painted me with acoustic triangulators!” she cried out. “Going on the defense - keep your noise signatures low!” She shot randomly out into the woods and let out another CRACK echo all throughout. It was only a moment later that another mortar came down on top of her. Or at least, where sh







