True to the stablewoman’s word, as we round the hill, a cluster of buildings comes into view. The galloping horses slow as we draw near and pass under a great wooden sign declaring the area as Fiona’s Rest. Small houses line the street, giving way to a strip of commerce. Though most have closed theirContinue reading “Rokkoh and the Old Woman, Chapter 4”
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Rokkoh and the Old Woman, Chapter 3
Our trek ends amongst the quiet peace of the Hemwood trees. The thick canopy keeps most of the rain out; the drops that make it through phase into a mist. The carriage stops along the trail, a long stretch of road left ahead of us. We file out, the siblings helping the old woman onceContinue reading “Rokkoh and the Old Woman, Chapter 3”
Rokkoh and the Old Woman, Chapter 2
The boards creak as we head up the stairs and into the hall. Doors line the walls on either side, each a private place to catch one’s forty winks. The space between each door gets wider the further down we go, the room requiring extra space for an additional bed or, as we progress, more.Continue reading “Rokkoh and the Old Woman, Chapter 2”
Rokkoh and the Old Woman, Chapter 1
A light, bright and brief, flashes beyond the bars of the window. Nampurm roars a hearty and playful, yet ominous, sound in the night shortly after. The stars are gone, covered by the full and rotund clouds. The Novhina blinds and deafens again, the violence in tandem. The soft skyward mountains, overburdened by their contents,Continue reading “Rokkoh and the Old Woman, Chapter 1”
Flash Fiction 002 – Horizon
Happy Wednesday, everybody! Today’s piece is another flash fiction story. Like the last one, Shore, this is from a prompt based on the photo above. Let me know if you guys like it! Horizon. A symbol of possibility, of hope, of infinity. Seafarers and frontiersmen looked to it and saw adventure, destiny. No matter whereContinue reading “Flash Fiction 002 – Horizon”
Rokkoh and the Smith, Chapter 6 FINALE
Shelter. I need to find shelter. Damn bandits. Came out of nowhere. Left me for dead. The others… oh fuck, the others. Hopefully they died quick. There’s nothing left. Bastards razed the cart once they took everything. No weapons, no food, nothing but the bloody clothes on my back. Damn them all to Baltevmt. AContinue reading “Rokkoh and the Smith, Chapter 6 FINALE”
Rokkoh and the Smith, Chapter 5
We pore over the details in his hut, a cozy little home with walls covered in animal skins and taxidermy heads. Various bladed weapons are hung up as well, a testament to the Smith’s level of skill. Several scrolls fill up the table at which we sit, their contents ranging from different types of metalContinue reading “Rokkoh and the Smith, Chapter 5”
Rokkoh and the Smith, Chapter 4
The wind whistles as it throws snow all about. For a moment, it sounds like a neighing horse in the distance. Despite the flurries and the sound, the Smith’s hammering rings out and the glow of the forge melts through the darkness. That warmth comes over me as I draw near, the snow disappearing inContinue reading “Rokkoh and the Smith, Chapter 4”
Rokkoh and the Smith, Chapter 3
The flurries fly around in a heavier downfall, but Winter’s bite remains the same. I set eastward, eyes combing through the darkness between the pines. As I trek, there are only the trees, the snow, and the increasing wind. The Smith’s devilish grin creeps into the forefront of my thoughts, and through the windowpane ofContinue reading “Rokkoh and the Smith, Chapter 3”
Rokkoh and the Smith, Chapter 2
Deep into the wood comes a clanging. Metal slams hard into metal, a sharp cry in the night. The sound guides me through the trees until an orange glow flickers amongst the darkness. Scents of burning steel and calming lavender waft through the air as I draw near. A forge comes into view, alive andContinue reading “Rokkoh and the Smith, Chapter 2”
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