Tag Archives: Fantasy

A beautiful girl lived here

A beautiful girl lived here. Lithe and supple, her willowy curves had been traced by many an eye as she glided along the dark, grimy streets and alleyways of this old town. The hearts of men were quickened by furtive … Continue reading

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Timing

iming, it was all about timing.  Didn’t matter which weapon you used; if you timed it right, you could take out swathes of the rippers with one sweep of the blade. Luther knew this, and so he stepped in an … Continue reading

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Roots

ight this way” beckoned the hooded lady. We had been travelling through the mists for some time.  Unable to see more than a few feet on front of us, we were entirely reliant upon the tinkle of the little bell … Continue reading

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Menace

andrake bombs!  Now!”  Amadeo shouted over his shoulder as he cracked the reins, “and bring out the box of sunberry juice ampoules!” Maya hurried inside the wagon while her husband continued to drive the horses.  Looking around the shelves she … Continue reading

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Grievance

regarious sort of fellow aren’t we? ” Noah said as he peered into the waters of the font. Being the Grand Magus, Noah was perfectly capable of using any body of water, any reflective surface for scrying, however he liked … Continue reading

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Beasts

e quiet” said Amadeo to his wife, “and keep still.” “Why?  What’s going on?” asked Maya, concern in her voice. Amadeo leaned close to his wife’s ear and whispered “because they might be nearby and they might hear us.  If … Continue reading

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An odd concoction

She read the label which said in bright, bold lettering: “Guaranteed to cure what ails you!” One side of Alice’s mouth curled into a smile. If the stuff in the bottle was as described then it was the answer to … Continue reading

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