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Welcome to DragonLance Saga Readings. Today I am reading Love’s Remains by Adam P. Campbell from Dragons of Ash and Twilight. Originally distributed on May 6, 2026. You can pick up a copy here: dlsaga.com/dragons-of-ash-and-twilight
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About Dragons of Ash and Twilight
Step into a world where the echoes of ancient wars collide with the desperate struggles of a new age. Dragons of Ash and Twilight is a pulse-pounding anthology of original short stories, exploring the raw edges of a realm defined by high stakes, dark magic, and the heavy price of destiny.
From the embers of a broken pantheon to the frontlines of a world at war, this collection pushes the boundaries of the DLSaga. Experience the grit of legendary battles, the brilliance of forgotten sorcery, and the untold stories of those living in
the shadow of giants.
Epic in scope. Uncompromising in spirit.
Whether you are a devoted chronicler of high fantasy or a newcomer drawn to the flame, this is where the saga continues.
Transcript
Love’s Remains
By Adam P. Campbell
39 Prae Cataclius
Somewhere West of the Midrath Mountains
“I love you,” Amara whispered, slowly sliding her hand up Darian’s bare spine, burying her fingers gently into his hair. In response, he pushed his mouth even deeper against hers, playfully letting his tongue explore the tip of hers, then parted. He glided his hands down from framing her face, past her neck, across her shoulders and down to her arms. He lifted her arms as he slid down her body, impossibly slowly, leaving delicate kisses from her neck to her breasts, and then to her stomach. Her barely audible moans were all he needed to hear, reaffirming that he was headed in the right direction. He used his right thigh and knee to press between her legs, parting them as his hands slid down her sides. He caressed her breasts slightly on the way to her thighs, pressing them up and outward, opening her to him completely. His tongue began to explore her as he was shaken awake to the sound of screaming all around him.
Darian’s eyes darted open, breathing heavily from the dream. The softness of Amara’s skin was replaced by the frozen mountain beneath him. Cassian Morvek was hovering over him, a slight smile on his face belying the stress evident in his eyes.
“Having another one of your wet dreams again, Darian? I swear I can always tell by your damn moaning. You should really put a lid on that—you’re going to give away our position one of these days.”
Cassian grabbed Darian’s breastplate about the shoulders and lifted him into a sitting position as Darian Volkar assessed this new reality around him.
“Perhaps you should try minding your own business, you son of Morgion’s whore.”
“Oh now, don’t get nasty, you know I like that filthy mouth of yours.”
Darian smiled at his friend and battle buddy. Their Icodio—the Knight Banneret of their Ina, or squadron—walked among the ruins where they had camped the night before, on their long march to Vsule.
“Get up you lazy bastards, you need to thank Paladine that I don’t whip every one of you for insubordination for making me wait! Your rations are getting cold; get up and prepare to move out!”
Tiber Kaelos, their Icodio wasn’t a cruel man, but he had a turn of phrase when they were on a mission. Hell, they all knew the gravity of their assignment. Handed down directly from the Kingpriest Beldinas Pilofiro himself. It was part of his declaration of Manifest Virtue. Freburmo Tavarre of Luciel, the Grand Marshal of the Order of the Divine Hammer, was given a mandate to locate and eliminate all traces of the evil gods in the Empire of Istar. The past seven and a half months had been pure hell as they sent one cult after another screaming into the Abyss with a greeting to their dark gods: Never step foot on Krynn again.
You would think the gods would have received the message loud and clear by now, and yet there were still cults that refused to leave of their own accord; and some even had the temerity to strike back...
Welcome to DragonLance Saga Readings. Today I am reading Love’s Remains by Adam P. Campbell from Dragons of Ash and Twilight. Originally distributed on May 6, 2026. You can pick up a copy here: dlsaga.com/dragons-of-ash-and-twilight
DLSaga Readings Playlist: youtube.com/playlist?list=PL-ZMN0IxDq3RQe-3Eae8p36m-New1QVQL
Thank you Creator Patrons Aaron Hardy & D. Robert Handy, Producer Patron David Galindo, Developer Patrons Chris Androu & Sam Ruiz, and all of the YouTube Members!
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About Dragons of Ash and Twilight
Step into a world where the echoes of ancient wars collide with the desperate struggles of a new age. Dragons of Ash and Twilight is a pulse-pounding anthology of original short stories, exploring the raw edges of a realm defined by high stakes, dark magic, and the heavy price of destiny.
From the embers of a broken pantheon to the frontlines of a world at war, this collection pushes the boundaries of the DLSaga. Experience the grit of legendary battles, the brilliance of forgotten sorcery, and the untold stories of those living in
the shadow of giants.
Epic in scope. Uncompromising in spirit.
Whether you are a devoted chronicler of high fantasy or a newcomer drawn to the flame, this is where the saga continues.
Transcript
Love’s Remains
By Adam P. Campbell
39 Prae Cataclius
Somewhere West of the Midrath Mountains
“I love you,” Amara whispered, slowly sliding her hand up Darian’s bare spine, burying her fingers gently into his hair. In response, he pushed his mouth even deeper against hers, playfully letting his tongue explore the tip of hers, then parted. He glided his hands down from framing her face, past her neck, across her shoulders and down to her arms. He lifted her arms as he slid down her body, impossibly slowly, leaving delicate kisses from her neck to her breasts, and then to her stomach. Her barely audible moans were all he needed to hear, reaffirming that he was headed in the right direction. He used his right thigh and knee to press between her legs, parting them as his hands slid down her sides. He caressed her breasts slightly on the way to her thighs, pressing them up and outward, opening her to him completely. His tongue began to explore her as he was shaken awake to the sound of screaming all around him.
Darian’s eyes darted open, breathing heavily from the dream. The softness of Amara’s skin was replaced by the frozen mountain beneath him. Cassian Morvek was hovering over him, a slight smile on his face belying the stress evident in his eyes.
“Having another one of your wet dreams again, Darian? I swear I can always tell by your damn moaning. You should really put a lid on that—you’re going to give away our position one of these days.”
Cassian grabbed Darian’s breastplate about the shoulders and lifted him into a sitting position as Darian Volkar assessed this new reality around him.
“Perhaps you should try minding your own business, you son of Morgion’s whore.”
“Oh now, don’t get nasty, you know I like that filthy mouth of yours.”
Darian smiled at his friend and battle buddy. Their Icodio—the Knight Banneret of their Ina, or squadron—walked among the ruins where they had camped the night before, on their long march to Vsule.
“Get up you lazy bastards, you need to thank Paladine that I don’t whip every one of you for insubordination for making me wait! Your rations are getting cold; get up and prepare to move out!”
Tiber Kaelos, their Icodio wasn’t a cruel man, but he had a turn of phrase when they were on a mission. Hell, they all knew the gravity of their assignment. Handed down directly from the Kingpriest Beldinas Pilofiro himself. It was part of his declaration of Manifest Virtue. Freburmo Tavarre of Luciel, the Grand Marshal of the Order of the Divine Hammer, was given a mandate to locate and eliminate all traces of the evil gods in the Empire of Istar. The past seven and a half months had been pure hell as they sent one cult after another screaming into the Abyss with a greeting to their dark gods: Never step foot on Krynn again.
You would think the gods would have received the message loud and clear by now, and yet there were still cults that refused to leave of their own accord; and some even had the temerity to strike back...
