Chapter the Fifth: Youth
Riadne sat cross cross-legged on a chair sipping water from a cup as the sun burned oppressively overhead. Her freedoms to run the property with her sisters had yet to be restored, and she pouted constantly that she was confined to the fenced in yard...
Chapter the Seventh: Ambitions
"The Mumgatu drove us out" the aging fox lamented, "They came in droves and attacked in erratic, and unheard of tactics. Their brutality is simply...unthinkable." Couric listened to his account of the war with the jungle tribes, and wondered at what...
Chapter the Ninth: Families
Yet when the sickness was sore in the land, And neither planets nor herbs assuaged, They took their lives in their lancet-hand And, oh, what a wonderful war they waged! Yes, when the crosses were chalked on the door- (Yes, when the terrible...
Chapter the Eighth: Sojourn
_With my hair slicked back with Carrion Shellac; With the blood from a pheasant and the bone from a hare Tied to the branches of a roebuch stag Left to wave in the timber like a buck-shot flag, Go away you Rainsnout. Go blow your brains out, ...
Morgan at the Grave
**I. Mercenaries** Morgan stared across the street that had become a battlefield and swallowed hard as he felt his chest tightening with apprehension. High powered projectiles fired across the street from behind downed, or parked vehicles or...