Chasing the Unicorn - PART 3: BELLY OF THE BEAST
"Hey. Tinman." Lidia said after a long stretch of silence, looking down at her wrists as they walked. "Yes?" Bart replied, eyes fixed ahead, letting her lead. "About ye wee little book. I'm sorry, aye?" she apologized, shifting her ragged...
Chasing the Unicorn - PART 2: LACHHEIM
Lachheim was a city that couldn't decide who or what it was. The name of the city came from the dozens of tiny runoff lakes that dotted the landscape, fed by splintered tributaries and creeks that split off the Espree River. The 'Land of Lakes'...
The Distant Year - CHAPTER 5
"_NO, NO YE PROMISED... YE PROMISED YE RAT FOOKIN' BASTARD YE PROMISED ME!"_ The girl's screams rang out from a throat so hoarse blood flecked her lips, screaming herself nearly mute with rage, loss, agony as she watched Bart's form crumple beneath...
The Distant Year - CHAPTER 3
They found her some hours later, still sobbing, hidden deep in the corners of the rookery. Something in her flight had driven her to the only thing more alien than herself in this place -- White Glint, in her infinite grace, had deigned to allow this....
The Distant Year - CHAPTER 2
The Rookery was the highest part of the Western Citadel, Fort Ivory's lifeline to the outside world. Emblematic of the western complex's administrative role, it was not far down the steps from Commander Maxos' own office -- and the seasoned commander...
The Distant Year - CHAPTER 1
PART ONE: DREAMS The darkness was nearly total, a primeval sort of blackness that was unlike the moon-bathed night nor the ebon-gray shadows of well-run tunnels. This was darkness. Pure, elemental darkness. Lidia's sidheborn gaze was not totally...
The Distant Year - CHAPTER 4
Incredulity overtook fear in Lidia's face. Her green eyes were wide but slowly, surely the fire that had cooled in her belly deep in the heart of Winter's grasp flared up, and all of the advice, the cautioning and warnings fled from her mind in a...
Chasing the Unicorn - PART 4: HELL ABOVE, HELL BENEATH
The storm tunnels wended and wound for a while, the entire time Bart found himself feeling more and more concerned about the space. They were mostly dry, with but a few puddles here and there in the middle of the channels - Lidia assured him that the...
Chasing the Unicorn - PART 8: ANOTHER PLACE
The air was still. Too still. No wind or birds carried sound across the empty spaces, no chatter of voices or milling of hooves. It was too still. This was Bart's first inkling that something was amiss. Bart, now a newly-minted Paladin and Queen's...