It's been quite a journey since I first started writing about Anya, Bjorn, and Elara. What began as a simple adventure story has grown into something much more complex... a deep dive into a world where magic itself is wounded and heroes must grapple with impossible choices.
The more I write in Aerthos, the more I realize how the central concept of the Sundering affects everything. It's not just background lore... it shapes how magic works, why societies are fractured, and why the characters struggle with trust and belonging. Everything flows from that one catastrophic moment three millennia ago.
What I've Learned
Epic fantasy is a marathon, not a sprint. Every chapter needs to balance character development with world-building, personal stakes with cosmic ones. I've rewritten some scenes dozens of times, trying to get the voices right... making sure Bjorn sounds like a gruff exile, Anya like a sharp-tongued survivor, and Elara like someone who sees patterns others miss.
The hardest part has been maintaining hope in a broken world. These characters live in the aftermath of an apocalypse, but they're not giving up. They're trying to heal what can be healed and protect what remains. That balance between darkness and hope is tricky to get right.
Thanks to everyone who's been following along. Your interest in this world keeps me motivated during the difficult revision days.