Short Fiction

Tales from Miljah

Miljah is a massive world full of wondrous peoples, fantastic creatures, and mythical realms — far too many for any one set of stories to cover.

Tales from Miljah explores the far flung corners of the High-Sun Realms and beyond, letting you travel through distant lands, learning the stories of the people who call these places home.

Available in eBook, audio, and compiled paperback.

Featured Tale

Full Draw

A Tale of Andohrase Valour

Final draft · audio formatting

Full Draw — title mark

Sample

Not long after midday Arryn could see the rise in the ground that signaled the approaching ridgeline and the ravine beyond. He had been here once before when their company had first came north to aid in the war. Little had changed in the time that had passed.

The ravine opened wide and deep before them, making the bridge seem narrow and delicate as the careful laid stones and arches stretched across the void. The bridge was old but still stood strong. It had been built before the Sundering wars, when Andohra and Dashra were under the rule of Vagath’Oth.

Arryn’s eyes flitted back and forth searching the far side of the ravine. Everything seemed to be still. No signs of—

What is that?

His eyes locked high on the far side of the ravine; in the treeline the sunlight danced on dark polished steel. Grieydn saw it too and was getting his bow ready next to him.

“Better set your string Arryn, it is about to begin.”

“Shields! Lines and Shields!” Dveargo bellowed the command as the first screaming quarrels smashed into the front group of spearmen at the bridge head. The spearmen quickly formed lines, presenting a wall of their tall shields to the enemy. More and more quarrels flew across the ravine, splintering off of rocks or clattering into the shields of the spearmen.

Arryn knew what would be next, yet his heart still jumped when his ears heard the order.

“Archers to the front, ready your bows!”

The Collection

Current tales

Full Draw

A Tale of Andohrase Valour

An Andohrase archer holds a bridge over a ravine, in a war his company came north to fight.

Final draft · audio formatting

A Hard Road

Life in the Subjugate

What it is to live as a province of an empire built to erase identity, heritage, and hope.

First draft

Salt Stained

A Tale from the Sea

Out among the island realms whose trade once made Anoth rich.

Outline drafted

Shadows of Anoth

A Tale from the Broken Realm

Ell’Anoth under occupation — the most populous city in the High Sun Realms, and now a garrison.

Outline drafted

Forgotten

A Tale from the City’s Streets

The people a conquest leaves behind, and what they do to stay alive.

Outline drafted
Where They Happen

Read the realms first

Every tale sits somewhere on the map. The realms and their heraldry are set out in the world guide.