WELCOME TO CHAPTER TWO OF WIZARD'S PATH!Broken Bones As Cellian stepped back to curtsy to the mourners, she felt something crack under her heel. She waited for the procession to leave before investigating. Against the wall was a desiccated finger, old and brittle, her heel had reduced the largest bone of it to powder and flakes of skin. She swallowed and willed herself... [click here for more]