A Hero’s Death
Elijah leaned against the crude statue in the village green. Time and weather had done its work on the stone, its features pitted and scarred. The unknown founder’s face was unrecognizable, but it...
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“The Long Night still comes, pup. But for now we are alive, and there is mead to be drunk.” Grell the Death crooked an arm around Agnar’s neck and dragged him away from the others. The barbarian found...
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My left arm is moving. Every time I blink, it inches forward. I do not have the strength to kill this evil. I must speak faster. Days passed, and weeks. I slept and ate and healed and learned to speak...
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Artist – Senor Salme Hello. We haven’t spoken for years, probably not since college. Easily a decade. We were not particularly close, just in each others social circle. And now, of course, we are...
View ArticleThis Week’s Sermon -8/3
[I'm creating a character for a new game, John North, a Methodist Minister - someone quite removed from my own personality and experience. I thought it might be interesting to write his weekly sermon...
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