I thought it would be useful if we had a chapter guide of Mary Windfiddle's story with links to all the Hive posts.

Mary didn't want to be angry with him anymore. She was just tired, and she wanted her friend back.

“You are one of my very few friends,. You make me braver and stronger, and more... more spontaneous. Please come back!”

"It's a noble cause you've taken upon yourselves," Dynatos Perres said. "Tell me how I can help."

“How could you do this?!” she yelled at his face. “Bruno can’t revive ALL the dead of Pamagos!”

“People of Pamagos!” he shouted. “You have a unique opportunity before you!"

"Find the time,” Gillean wrote. “It is important to take care of yourself and of your loved ones.”

You are Merilla and Merilla is part of you. And that’s not something bad.

This picture was an experiment that almost went wrong. Now, I'm really proud of it.

This picture was an experiment that almost went wrong. Now, I'm really proud of it.

There was a door about thirty or fourty feet ahead, but on its left and right, two statues stood.

I'm taking a week or two between updates on Mary Windfiddle's story and filling it in with art updates.

“One day, the King made a sword, and here it is, in my hand. A powerful blade made by the Inferno."

A blue glow appeared in the room, forming a glimmering doorway. Francesca Findabair and Edmund Bright stepped through.

“Who do you think rules the land?” Tesaya said.

Mr. Perres is a very well-versed ruler when it comes to peaceful times. Fighting a dragon is not for everyone…

Mary planted her orange Tree in one end of the cavern and started distributing oranges to the people.

"Oh, hey, slimeball!" Bruno said when Jared dropped to the ground.

The beast didn't want to think. It didn't need to think. It was all about feeling and instinct. And action.

Acid and blood spilled out of the dragon's open wound and she thrashed and hollered in agony.

Kalien grinned. He loaded his crossbow and shot a few bolts at Aurum, then quickly started loading it again.