9th Day of Harvest Season “How long will you allow that charlatan to run the temple? To lay hands on people in the name of the Seven Holies?” “Master Gryst, it’s complicated.” “Complicated? How complicated can it be? She’s starving everyone. Last I checked, that was murder.” “And we are so pious in Sarond, isContinue reading “A Dwarven Oath”
Category Archives: Fantasy
Losing Arguments
7th Day of Harvest Season, 342 Years After Mourning I spent all day debating with myself, only to discover I have lost the argument. At least the hopeful side of me has. The side that is still a little boy filled with a child’s belief that all will turn out for the best, that evilContinue reading “Losing Arguments”
New Arrivals
6th Day of Harvest Season, 342 Days After Mourning The message arrived before dawn, and mine were the only eyes to see it. For two days, I have risen before first prayer to check on the birds in the early morning silence, hidden from watchful eyes. Thankfully, we are too short-handed to assign a priestContinue reading “New Arrivals”
Midnight Mercies
4th Day of Harvest Season, 342 Years After Mourning Today marks the second day Brother Trinn and I walked among the families of the sick. He pressed a crisp sheet of baked wheat mixed with bark into eager hands, while I followed behind and offered sips of weak ale from a ladle. The refugees knowContinue reading “Midnight Mercies”
Three Authors and a Ghost
I couldn’t sleep last night. Nothing new there, I can’t sleep most nights. That’s a lie. Obviously I can sleep, only it takes a while. My brain constantly works. It doesn’t know when to shut down. Every night I close my eyes and hear an internal monologue that goes something like this: Good lunch today .Continue reading “Three Authors and a Ghost”
A New Beginning
2nd Day of Harvest Season, 342 Years After Mourning When I heard the footsteps, I knew they didn’t belong to Hilla; her feet traveled a different path, one filled with the soft lift of the sun and hope. Two wardens took her place, shuffling down the damp, stone halls. Silently, they dragged me out of myContinue reading “A New Beginning”
Female Character Spotlight: Door
A few weeks ago, I started a series called: Female Character Spotlight, where I highlighted the character Adora Belle Dearheart. My goal with these spotlights is to bring attention to realistic female characters, especially within the fantasy and sci-fi genres. I want to introduce you to amazing women, and girls, who are strong and weak, whoContinue reading “Female Character Spotlight: Door”
Answered and Unanswered Questions
1st Day of Harvest Season, 342 Years After Mourning “Twin rowans guard the bend where the river turns east. Count off fourteen paces—nay, double that for your young legs—and you’ll find the overhang. If you don’t see it immediately, sweep away the vines. Sleep there. In the morning, follow the river east. Look for myContinue reading “Answered and Unanswered Questions”
When Opportunity Beats a Different Drum
I got the message yesterday at 10:00 am. “Marie at work thought you might be interested in this.” In the e-mail from my husband, I found a link to an announcement on LinkedIn about a Pop-up Bookstore. Authors were encouraged to come listen to three key-note speakers share their insights and experience on building anContinue reading “When Opportunity Beats a Different Drum”
Catalysts
48th Day of Ripening Season, 342 Years After Mourning Praise be upon the Seven Silver Crowns, she agreed! I was unsure. The girl’s fear is almost tangible. I can smell it each time she enters, too strong even for the damp rot to overpower. Whether she fears me, or the unknown, I cannot say, butContinue reading “Catalysts”
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