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NOW AVAILABLE – Twelve Winters: The Amara-Kul Backstory

Add to cart Quick View Skelderheim Book Series Twelve Winters: The Amara-Kul Story – Half Letter Format $6.99 NOW AVAILABLE FOR DOWNLOAD! I grew up thinking my mother’s story began the day I was born. In East Bay she was just “Mom.” She packed my lunches, corrected my homework, checked the locks twice at night, and flinched whenever the observatory tower light swept across the harbor. I knew she loved me. I knew we were hiding from something. I did not know what she had already done before I took my first breath. Twelve Winters is the story of those Continue reading
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Chapters Between Chapters #010 – You Only Can Do What You Do

Entry #010 - You Only Can Do What You Do If you have ever walked into a room and felt it in your shoulders before anyone said a word, you already understand what this entry is about. Some places make people decide fast. Some people decide faster. They look at you, they take one detail, and they fill in the rest on their own. Sometimes it is flattering. Sometimes it is unfair. Sometimes it is dangerous. Most of the time, it is not about you at all. It is about what they need you to be in their head so Continue reading
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Chapter Between Chapters #008 – Faith and Belief

Release Date Jan. 04, 2026 Read the Story Early Access for Members Only: Skelderheim Journal #008 - Faith and Belief The tavern was already quiet when the day finally caught up with me. Emera was wiping down the last table, moving the way someone does when the work is finished but the thinking is not. I sat for a moment longer than I meant to, listening to the room settle and letting the warmth stay where it had landed. Some days leave you with answers.Some days leave you with better questions. This was the second kind. What Emera shared with Continue reading
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Members Only Christmas Special – Twelve Winters: The Amara-Kul Backstory

JUST RELEASED! READ THE STORY Available to members only I grew up thinking my mother’s story began the day I was born. In East Bay she was just “Mom.” She packed my lunches, corrected my homework, checked the locks twice at night, and flinched whenever the observatory tower light swept across the harbor. I knew she loved me. I knew we were hiding from something. I did not know what she had already done before I took my first breath. Twelve Winters is the story of those missing years. It begins when she is twelve winters old in the steppe, Continue reading
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Chapters Between Chapters #004 – Quill And Ink

Pens at home never asked much from me. You pick one up, you scribble, the ink forgives you. In Skelderheim, the librarian puts a quill in my hand and suddenly every tremor in my fingers, every shortcut in my thinking, shows on the page. Izrah stands guard over a table of parchment and ink like it’s a battlefield, and the librarian tells me to start with my own name, then the other name this city has given me. This entry is about learning to write in a world where words are treated like permanent records instead of notes in a Continue reading
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Skelderheim Journals #1: Market Day

There is a difference between seeing a city and living in it. This morning I followed Emera and Izrah into the Market Ward before the fog had lifted. The tavern was still half asleep when we left. Chairs were still upside down, a few coals under ash, and everything was quiet. Outside, Skelderheim was already moving. I thought I knew how markets worked. In East Bay you walk past neat rows of shelves and trust the date on a plastic wrapper. Today I learned what it looks like when you do not have that luxury. Emera showed me how to Continue reading
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Chapters Between Chapters #001 – The First Steps Beyond the Portal – Skelderheim

It’s been a long day. It started when we stepped through the portal back in East Bay. None of us had any idea what we were walking in to, only that we had run out of reasons not to go. The hum of the generator was the last familiar sound. I did not realize how much it lived in the walls of the annex until it vanished. One second it was there under the floor and behind my ribs, the way it had been for every test. The next second it was gone, cut off clean. There was a thin Continue reading
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