“If a fence could talk, this one would sound confused.” Beorrice tapped the wooden planks with his cane and quirked his eyebrow at me.
Blindsided
Simon stared at the screen in disbelief as Cadence made her way through the simulation heedless of every challenge he threw before her. Not one in dozens of candidates he’d pushed from the program had progressed this far. Nearly the end.
Precision Practice
Kerina sat at her bench glowering as the Elder and his favored apprentice, Cardona, gushed over her latest experiment. Her vial glowed with the vibrance Kerina had yet to match.
Discovery
Tradeen walked into the chamber to find Master Veran muttering, and wringing his hands and eased the door closed. She didn’t need speculation covering their discovery.
A View of the Dark
A crackle of static burst from the speakers proceeding the incoming communication. “How’s the view from the lighthouse?” a chipper voice asked interrupting my quiet.
No Cause for Alarm
I could not believe that Raydan, a Master of History, sat calmly among his books with his feet up as the city shook to its foundation. “Raydan!”
Remember
Trenon jerked his gaze from the depths certain he’d misheard Nurdeen. “Excuse me?” he asked.
Writing Year in Review 2023
Welcome to my year in review! What a year it was. Here’s a quick summary of some of the writing highlights from my year. January 2023 Completed my first short story written using dictation. Otherwise, January was a quiet month for me.Mostly introspective. Accomplishments Summary Words Written: 28,380 Flash Fiction Posts: 4 Works Completed: 3…
Dismissed
Mirsten, Lord of the Flames, paced his Great Hall. Glowering at the entry, he twisted his staff between his hands. The gloomfell doors remained stubbornly closed. Stopping, he banged his staff and sent a boom echoing through the chamber.
Offer Perilous
Moyra glanced toward the bar as the proprietor scoffed while cleaning a glass. “It’s a fool’s errand.”
