I like taking real events and giving them a little fantasy tweak. That’s true with he following, even if the fantasy is relatively mild. It’s there if you want to see it. He watched as his son chewed his lip before moving the wooden token across the board. The boy only had three pieces left … More The Game
Helgmar was known for his skill with axe and spear. The lore of his battlefield prowess meant that he could end more private disputes with but a glare of his smoke-colored eyes. He was blunt and honest in a way that earned him an equal amount of friends and enemies. He was glad for both, … More Helgmar
The sun had not yet risen and Lucas’s eyes fluttered open all on their own. He had stayed up late the evening before, wanting to sleep through as much of this day as possible and escape from what it brought. That had been a failure. He had failed so much before, why should this be … More Songster Tales: The Anniversary
He looks at the blade. If he had only been quicker then it wouldn’t have happened. Instead he watches it fall from her hand. The next and last sound he hears will be the soft clink as it hits the floor. He looks at her as his vision greys over and hopes she finds the … More Stare (micro fiction)
The fire in her head blossomed and burned. The force of the fire shoved her back, deep inside. A small cave sheltered herbthere as a storm based just outside. Lightning tumbled. Shadows danced. The fury of the storm shook her. Her body protested at the pressure in the very air. She wanted to scream, but … More “What did I…”
Flick. He sits on the bench. A train will arrive soon. Clack. He sits trying to not think about the arriving train. He wants to board. To go home. To sleep. Flick. A lighter in his hand dances. Opens and closes. Clack. Again and again. Flick. People give him looks. Some frown. A few open … More Flick. Clack.
Their dust swept into the lonely guard tower. He coughed and tried to tell himself the watering in his eyes was solely a result of the irritant. Their numbers were not countless, but they were far greater than one, and I e was all he had. They continued their march forward. It was slow. He … More The Horde
Once this village was ashes. All she needed was to close her eyes and she could see it again. Charred buildings moments away from toppling. That is what lived in her memory. She gripped the sword at her side to remind herself she was in the now. She was here and the village was whole … More The Village
The synthetic man watches. If he concentrates, he is aware of the exact number of countless computations that it takes to bring his world into focus. His ears track the sound of a ball as it bounces the distance. Somewhere inside he knows it’s rate repeat and has an estimate of the average height of … More Synthetic
Wooden columns stretched high inside the cavern. The explorer could just make out the roof they supported. He advanced, cautiously looking from side to side. He knew the treasure was somewhere hidden deep inside. He was prepared for a long search. Suddenly a loud clang echoed out. With sword half drawn the explorer pivoted. Instead … More The Silver Trident
Deadly Troubadour 