Paddy O’Malley threw his cards down in disgust. He was busted again. He tossed off his whisky and stood, his chair scraping against the saloon’s wooden floor. “That’s me done,” he said, before staggering to the swinging doors. Saturday night…
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God of War
Mars pulsed in the night sky. Vultures lingered around the battlefield, and with the coming of full dark, their human counterparts appeared. “Water,” croaked a fallen warrior, but a flint-eyed man slit the warrior’s throat before carrying out the grisly…
The Dance of the Lights
Meg tore a strip from her shift and bound it against her bleeding arm. It would likely scar, but that was the least of her worries. The bog had seemed like the safest place to run, in case they had…
Ride the Dragon
“Ride the dragon! Only one in a hundred can keep his seat for sixty seconds. Do you have what it takes?” The dwarf’s sweeping gesture indicated the mechanical dragon behind him, currently immobile. Jorrick’s father nodded a greeting to the…
Red Rose
I stopped at the florist on the way to the hospital. I had to wait in line, but that was okay, because I got the last red rose. Mom and I both liked them; it was one of the few…
Trojan Wargames
The beaches of Troy were finally quiet, as the sun’s last light gilded the rows of tents and ships. Warriors lounged before fires with wine cups, dining on fish and roasted goat. Slaves attempted to keep their masters comfortable, especially…
Dragon Hoard
I shifted my tail, and several coins rattled down the mound of gleaming treasure. Heaps of glimmering gold, urns overflowing with silver, precious gems in two-handled cups–all these and more filled my cave. Impressive, in a sense. More wealth than…
Seymour and the Head
Seymour slammed his fist down on the scarred oak table, hard enough to make the grimoire bounce. To become a journeyman wizard, he needed a special spell, greater than the animated puppets or illusions he’d made thus far. He needed…
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