by Karen Leigh Baxter Sir Stafford kept his mount to a slow walk as he approached the bridge over the Kevel River. He lacked two months until his twentieth birthday. His knighthood was so freshly minted the gilt had yet…
Author: Myths Inscribed
by Martin Spernau I can still remember him there, before the fresco of his glory. The hero who single-handedly took the city and brought freedom to our people. The painting depicting him as the energetic youth of legend, while in…
by Adrian Diglio Avalanche. Tons of rock bounded down the mountain face, sliding and plunging at increasing speed. Plumes of dust billowed into the air. Broad trees splintered like twigs. Boulders crashed and tumbled as they raced each other to…
by Anita Howitt When I entered Humboldt Tower, I knew the rocky garrison would be the site of one of my truest tests. A remnant of the days when Greely was torn by war, the old fort had been refitted…
by Brian W. Foster Auggie perched on the edge of a bed in the officer quarters. The low frame caused his knees to jut toward his chest, and the angle made it hard for him to balance his plate. Still,…
by Tristan Gregory The cleric pressed his back against the wall, his heart pounding so hard he was afraid it would give him away. Eyes closed, his lips moved as he prayed silently, beseeching the aid of Arkos even as…