Ajani, Mentor of Heroes
Ajani, Mentor of Heroes A warm breeze, touched lightly with the scent of olives and the distant sea, ruffled Ajani's fur. It whispered through short yellow grass and the bright green leaves of stout, timeworn trees. Of all...
Cowardice of the Hero
Cowardice of the Hero I hate the man who married my mother. My father died in an accident when I was too young to remember him. My mother always shied away from telling me what happened and I believe she instructed the...
The Path or the Horizon
The Path or the Horizon Zosimos walked along the dirt path that meandered around the border of the ancient woods and welcomed the cool of the shade from the tall trees. The sun was bright against the blue sky as he breathed in the...
Emonberry Red
Emonberry Red There was no need to trouble the Agent for this; it simply required Adrasteia's shears. Such a shame, she thought, and sighed aloud. Her two sisters, one at the far end of the enormous and ancient oak table,...