danforth
A curious thought occurred to Kashmar which drew him out of his dullness, “Are you weighing the importance of the dead on how many others they have killed?” “Well of...” he stopped, shocked by his own answer. He regained his voice and justi…
Here is the rest of chapter two. “Ninety-three,” said Kashmar, running up to Sieghall, “against their hundred.” Sieghall nodded, pleased, “A good number, more than I expected.” “When will those foul Oriabs arrive?” asked the innkeeper. “I…
For anyone who is interested, here is the beginning of chapter two. Chapter 2 The horn sounded again, more distinct than before. Beren passed into the main road, following the sound, and then moved by a number of streets northwards. After …
It seems I exceeded the word limit last time, so here's the last paragraph of chapter one. The wanderer looked after him in admiration. Though he had not heard any horn, he sensed that the noble Beren had not been mistaken. He considere…
Here is the rest of chapter one, in case anyone has been reading it. Now Celphaïs still lay a great distance off, and the wanderer fell behind the group: then his thoughts turned to petty things. He had heard in the previous village that…
Here's a short story I wrote a while ago. I hope you enjoy it. Although she looked it, she was not human. This was the idea that the one called Danforth conveyed to the citizens. They laughed, as would be expected. Silencing them, Danfort…
Here is the start of a project I have been working on. Let me know if you are interested, and I can post more of it. Chapter 1 To wander; to search; to think; that was the path he had chosen. It was a rare path, a path that demanded a grea…