Diary of a Dragon
Prologue Hello, dear reader, and welcome to my journals. My name is Kiden Stormsoarer, and I am a dragon. A silver dragon to be precise. The following is an account of my lifetime, as well as I can recall. Some of the details may be blurred, but I...
Damp Detour
Kila frowned at the rain as he turned his windshield wipers up all the way to max, grumbling about the weather, and on a friday night, as he was driving out to spend the weekend at his uncle's cabin on the lake. Well, he still had half a tank of gas,...
The Demon's Door
The young widower walked slowly through the market square, basket hanging from his left arm. Carefully, he surveyed the various stalls, looking for exactly what he needed. Soon, he thought, I won't be alone for much longer. That's when he saw him, the...