Roseane

I wrote this story during one of the most difficult periods of my life. After all, who, in all their ephemeral existence, has not felt completely lonely?

Roseane

There was a time in Linbel when magic was only allowed to men...

worrel

A photography student opens a metal box forgotten at the back of his grandfather's closet. Inside: old negatives, notebooks his grandfather never let anyone read, a sheet music dedicated to someone no one in the family knows, and a little red beanie that, after thirteen years stored away, is still warm. The grandfather can no longer travel. The answers stayed in the North, in a village that may not even exist anymore. So the grandson goes in his place, in the middle of the Círio de Nazaré, with a camera, a best friend who refuses to stay home, and the feeling that some photos hold more than they show. Twelve photos. Eleven empty places. And what was left out of the frame.

Rafael CarnielliNuevo Autor

An unknown disease is consuming the lives of the inhabitants of Lontúrnia. Refusing to lose her parents, Morgana abandons her home and sets out in search of a cure, guided only by rumors of a mysterious alchemist who lives in the depths of the Trebor Forest. Alongside a young scholar named Apolo, the veteran hunter known as Lobo, and the tracker Kira, she will face beasts, forgotten ruins, and the dangers of a world too vast to be understood. But the greatest threat may not be in the forest. For the closer they get to the alchemist, the more questions arise. Who is the man who lives isolated among monsters? Why does his name appear in stories told for generations? And why do his eyes seem to carry the weight of centuries? As Morgana's hope dwindles with each passing day, she will discover that some answers have a higher price than she imagined.

Sorima

Lobo and Ethan were on their way to study the pillar on which the insidious seal was made when the mage had an epiphany and told Lobo to go back in time before him. The druid followed his friend's advice, but, unlike what he expected, he did not return to a point in his past: he arrived at a completely new place, where a figure both familiar and unknown awaited him.

Lúcia sempre sentiu que não pertencia ao mundo em que vivia. Sonhadora e quieta, ela encontrava refúgio nas histórias que lia, imaginando terras distantes onde a magia era real e cada pessoa tinha um propósito especial. Em uma tarde de chuva forte, quando procurava abrigo, descobriu uma pequena livraria que nunca tinha visto antes: Páginas de Outros Mundos. Lá, entre estantes empoeiradas, encontrou um livro de capa azul profunda, adornado com símbolos prateados que pareciam se mover sozinhos. Sem resistir, abriu-o e num instante, uma luz intensa a envolveu, arrancando-a de sua realidade e lançando-a para um lugar que só existia em seus sonhos: Aetheris.