The legend of Terse
If the legends were true then this had to be the place. The Midnight Forest without question loomed before him. The setting sun had only added to it’s already…
Last Name
The soldier brandished his sword in gauntlet-spiked hands. “I am Radrock of Kellyster! Mine is the name that will echo in your dying ears!” From atop the…
Wailing Seasons PROLOGUE pt. 6
The man’s brows furrowed, and if it weren’t for the half face mask he was wearing, he would have been seen grimacing. Snow…that was a sign of cleansed fates…
Wailing Seasons PROLOGUE pt.5
The crowd roared their approval, all edged on by the adrenaline of seeing a beheading take place. Usually not much happened in the quiet streets of Redwolfe…
Wailing Seasons PROLOGUE pt. 4
Despite the man’s blabber, Aaron started in a low voice, gathering the crowds attention and nodding for two of his men to grab Sadon and hold him by his arms…
Wailing Seasons PROLOGUE pt.3
Sadon Rosse; a lanky fellow with a messy tangle of flaxen hair, often dirtied and oily from lack of grooming and his line of work in the stables stood there…
Wailing Seasons PROLOGUE
Prologue A thick blanket of dried maple leaves swept over the diligent town, and claimed it the season of fall in the land of Eastone. The earth was dry, and…
Wailing Seasons PROLOGUE pt. 2
“Silence,” The man standing in front of him narrowed his eyes into burnt shades of coal, and his voice was ever authoritative. “You try to soften me with that…
Answer to the Old Tongue
With a choked gurgling sound the beast produced a mass of phlegm which it hurled, engulfing the fireball in an explosion of steam and bile. The warrior only…
Fly The Palace
“This is undignified!” Mira said as her most trusted aides tried vainly to hussle her into a hidden compartment in the underside of a hay cart. It was gone…
Unexpected Aid
Thrust and parry. Attack, dodge, counterattack. We had been going on like this for what seemed like hours, though I knew it was only minutes. Blood seeped from…
Contained
Andraste’s feet were nearly inaudible as they padded slowly down one of the long grey and blue metal corridors that wove their way through guts of the massive…
Ready to Go
Twilight filtered in as we silently crept along. We were close, only two rooms and a stairway between us and the garage. Our run was mostly clear and Jess’…
The Taste of Freedom
The study was dark, lit only by the fireball that was once the garden shed. The silence, when compared to the sounds of flame, explosions and death, was eerie…
My Strongest Weapon
It sits on the corner of my desk, rotting away with time. I’ve not used it recently, but still, it holds a shine. I keep it sharp. As sharp as my wit. Were…
Gehen Sie!
She walked through the courtyard with determination and purpose in her step. Her green eyes had searched for the sword, and under the moon’s misty glow, she…
All's Fair In War
The stench of sweat was draped heavily across the battlefield, due to the stifling heat. I seemed to be the only warrior shaking in my faux leather boots with…
Purpose.
Short as a forearm or long as a man. Smooth, shiny, black, rusted, wavy or warped. Straight or curved, edged or serrated. Some are easier to wield, some more…
Silent Sword
She stared at the sword hanging on the wall. Its stories were legendary. She never thought she would see it in person and had relentlessly pursued it for…
Serviceable Blade
“Not much to look at, is it?” the young man scoffed at the blade, roughly made and without ornamentation. “It’s serviceable is what it is,” corrected the…