Rise of the Arcane Fire CHAPTER ONE
“HOP, DAMMIT,” I MUTTERED AS I pushed back from the table and rubbed my burning eyes. The lantern flickered, nearly out of oil, and my entire body ached from hunching over the absurd little contraption before me.
It was hardly elegant. Or even whimsical.
The oddly shaped mechanical frog stared up at me with enormous eyes that I had fashioned from inky black marbles. It trembled, as if terrified of what I might do should it fail to obey. Eventually the cog in its back wound down without the frog budging...