By the Sword By the Sword: Rough Draft (A Job) 28 Oct 2018 A Job [Read more of this part here] “I supposed you’re not interested in meeting with the soldiers?” said the boxer. The swordsman replied with a quick twist of his…
The Tale Wolf Head: High Noon 8 Sep 2018 Check out the latest installment of Wolf Head: High Noon Here is a snippet of the Chapter: And as it were lightening, the hunter brings his sword between them, the…
The Tale Wolf Head: Continuing Part 25 1 Sep 2018 Underneath his black veil Stanley grins. The ash rises about him, obscuring all the landscape, the treetops, the valleys; all is here, this moment and nothing more. Beyond his sight…
Captian's Log In Defense of Contention 31 Aug 2018 I have friends—now, in the past, and most probably in the future—who could be called peacemakers: if there is contention, if factions are at odds, should it appear voices will…
The Tale Wolf Head: Beginning Part 25 27 Aug 2018 Here is an early, unedited look at part 25 of the Wolf Head Series. Underneath his black veil Stanley grins. The ash rises about him, obscuring all the landscape, the…
By the Sword By the Sword: Mist 12 Aug 2018 Please Check out the latest installment to By The Sword: Mist Here is a snippet: He let the fisherman wander off, instead himself wandering toward the pier’s edge, and coming…
By the Sword By the Sword: Rough Draft 5 Aug 2018 Mist He let the fisherman wander off, instead himself wandering toward the pier’s edge, and coming to it, sat himself to stare out into the bay. The grey mists, coiling…
Captian's Log… Wolf Head: Rescue 3 Mar 2018 Check out my latest installment of Wolf Head: Rescue Here is a snippet of the Chapter: Tachi hangs her head, recaptured, found out, once again a slave. Distracted, she lets…
Captian's Log… Intraworld: Maybes 6 Oct 2017 “He doesn’t remember who he is?” Hector questions. Greybeard sighs. “It seemed a good way to end his story.” The librarian’s contorted face demands further explanation. Wiping his blackened quill…
Captian's Log Intraworld: Underground 18 Aug 2017 Fumbling for the switch in the darkness, Amelia places her hands on the wall, blindly sliding them over the rough interior of the cellar. Edging, step by step, she moves…
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