The Old Man of the Elder Trees

Once upon a time, men could tread the Easrune Wood without fear. But those were days long past as Reed walked with stealthy poacher’s steps and an arrow in his bow. Midsummer moonlight filtering through the canopies of dark leaves above illumed the wood in patches of pale lunar glow. He was no stranger to... Continue Reading →

The Brynesmark

Eevin dunked his hand into the dirty water sloshing within the leather bucket beside him. Removing the worn bristle brush from the bucket with a splash of filthy droplets, he quickly leaned forward on his hands and knees to scrub the stone step. His weary eyes sought out every inch of dirt and tar left... Continue Reading →

Ounta

Aen crouched in the brush, surveying the path that curved between massive redwood trunks and lesser conifers. The young hunter, no longer a child but still absent a beard, concealed himself beside a rotten and shattered pine. Having been there since dawn, dusk now deepened the shadows that filtered down from the towering forest canopy... Continue Reading →

Angel

Emily lifted the sparkling pink case of her iPhone and checked the time under the streetlight. Within seconds, she finished tapping out a text message to her boyfriend, telling him of the delay with Melissa but that they were still coming tonight. The sound of bicycle tires approaching on the paved road pulled her attention... Continue Reading →

Rumble at the Red Rock Tavern

“Well, at least the night ended well for Chris,” Joe said finishing his bottle of Coors Light. Sitting alone in the empty booth at the Red Rock Tavern, the scruffy-faced hipster put the beer down on the table and rose to leave. Joe was happy to see his friend leave with Ashley; they were good... Continue Reading →

Adraxis Alas Asmon

Removing his fingers from the keys, Howard leaned over the typewriter and silently mouthed the words he had struck onto the paper. He shook his head and groaned. Pulling the release lever, he cranked the feeder knob and yanked the page free. Having wadded the paper into a tight paper ball, the young man pitched... Continue Reading →

A Hymnal Upon the Wind

The wind carried drifting snow that clung to the black fur of Aile’s bearskin pelt as she sat with it wrapped around her. She stooped towards the fire and turned the spit above it with a stick before quickly returning her hand under the protection of the fur. As she pulled the mantle tight around... Continue Reading →

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