I have finished Chapter 12, finally. This chapter seemed to give me more trouble than the previous ones. This chapter is a turning point, a place where decisions needed to be made. I had to decide what was going to happen next. After a little contemplation, I finally decided where to go. I hope that the future chapters will move more smoothly. Thanks for reading!
My new short story The Call of Fate is available for preorder. Here is a short excerpt: Wogan Nance, more commonly referred to as Boot Chuck by his squad, looked out over the sprawling camp of the army. Tents were lined up orderly in rows for as far as the eye could see. Soldiers milled around cook fires, sharpened swords, and fletched arrows, mostly staying close to their own squad's compound of tents and supplies. He wondered how many soldiers were like himself, hiding their true nature to keep from being used up in short order. He wondered how many secret mages, or at least those with the ability to become mages lurked in midst of the throng of these men and women. Mages were a hot commodity in the Imperial Army as it swept across the continent claiming new lands for its own. Magic turned the tide in battle for whichever side had the most numerous mages. While ability helped greatly, a large number of fledgling mages could overcome a seasoned magical user in due time, at th