Turning of Attention
Ella bristled, if only for a moment before slinking to the table. The cup of offered tea was in her hands before Clemens could make sense of the whole scene…
Ella bristled, if only for a moment before slinking to the table. The cup of offered tea was in her hands before Clemens could make sense of the whole scene…
The woods were dark. The closest of the great tree trunks reflected little of the campfire’s light and long shadows reached toward the midnight sky. Darkness…
“I will not bow,” said the warrior defiantly, “to you or any Pretender to the Throne of Goth who dares to usurp the rightful king.” “Understandable,” replied…