Baby Bird

It was just after the baby bird opened its eyes that Tym realized he should have studied more. That had always been his problem. The stars of his birth foretold of great magical potential, and there was little doubt that potential existed, however Tym seemed to actively avoid the work that would activate said potential. … More Baby Bird

Take Aim

The sweat once again dripped into his eyes. If he did nothing, soon the stinging would begin. He steadied the arrow against the bow with one hand and wiped the sweat away with the other. He blinked several times in rapid succession in the hopes of warding off irritation. Soon it would be the moment … More Take Aim

The Sword

She tested the weight of the sheathed blade. It was heavier than what she was used to wielding, which only made sense as it was a hand and a half longer the her previous blade. Mayhaps she would need to carry it on her shoulder. Wearing at her hip would certainly make the yojans she … More The Sword

Set it on Fire

Light the match and toss it. Watch the corners catch. Let the heat rise. Flames rise upon the fuel and the rises more, always hungry. Climbing and burning it billows our smoke. Smoke billows and grows, smothering and choking, dancing in the gentle wind. Air enters the fire and the the fire pulses with the … More Set it on Fire

Punch Drunk

Her nose hurt. Actually her whole face hurt, but she knew her nose was broken is she focused on that. She could feel the blood flowing, most of it following the path of her lips to either side of her mouth, but some the more intrepid blood choice to flow directly downwards. She spat. The … More Punch Drunk