Three Eyes of Fire

Three lights shone overhead, piercing the dark metal of the gates. Edgar avoided them, keeping to the shadows. Shadows were softer, safer. Shadows didn't pin you down and cut you. And the three lights became three staring eyes of fire, sweeping the cold stone towers for him. The metal fences gleamed like teeth, shook as... Continue Reading →

A Brush with Death

Hooves sinking deep into wet sand, the two horses raced through the surf. The riders were drowned in sounds of thunderous horseshoes, ragged breaths, booming heartbeats, crashing waves, and the fierce war cries of their ten pursuers, who wore black robes and black mail upon black horses. "They're gaining!" Alida shouted to her companion. "We'll... Continue Reading →

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