✨ Blood & Balm: First Look ✨
(Working Title — but damn, she’s wearing it well) Here’s a tiny slice of the thing I’ve been quietly building in the dark — the story that’s been clawing at me, whispering at me, refusing to leave me alone. I’m finally giving it daylight. This is the opening moment — the doorway into Rory Grey’s world: bloody, broken, smoldering, and standing on the edge of something she never thought she’d face again. Excerpt: The scent of blood came in on the wind, thick and metallic, curling through the ruins like a whispered curse. Fire smoldered in the distance, embers pulsing like dying eyes. Smoke slithered between the wreckage, carrying the last breath of the fallen. The silence pressed against the bones of the dead, unnatural and waiting. It wasn’t peace — it was a pause, the kind that comes just before something worse. Rory Grey stepped carefully between the bodies. The blood on her armor had stiffened, cracking with each movement. She barely noticed anymore. She had walked through too many fields like this. At some point, the ghosts had become a part of her. Lightning split the sky. Harlow’s growl rolled low and deep. The silence shifted. And through the swirling ash, a figure finally walked out of the ruins... If you want more of this world — the magic, the ruin, the war dogs, the impossible returns, and the kind of ghosts that don’t stay buried — let me know. I can share more chapters, scenes, or behind-the-scenes world-building. Just say the word.