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”
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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”
Rokkoh and the Smith, Chapter 1
Our breath makes little puffs of steam in the cold winter air, but at least we have the campfire to keep us warm. The moon hangs high in the frigid sky, giving us a little more illumination. The forest sleeps around us, only the nocturnal beasts playing in the dark. We huddle close to theContinue reading “Rokkoh and the Smith, Chapter 1”
The Act: A Short Story
Hey there readers! So sometimes in the editing process you have to trim the fat. And sometimes, there’s a whole lot of fat. The story I’m sharing this week was a lot longer in its first draft. It ties in with another project I had been working on, so the other (roughly) two-thirds of itContinue reading “The Act: A Short Story”
Rokkoh and the Princess, Chapter 14 FINALE
The night passes in a haze of expensive booze and cheap women. Torvald disappears with a dark-skinned beauty at some point; I do not see him again until the next morning. We gather some provisions, mostly food for the trip back, and head back east. We travel until the light fades, the setting sun disappearingContinue reading “Rokkoh and the Princess, Chapter 14 FINALE”
Rokkoh and the Princess, Chapter 13
The room is elevated by a few steps. A desk sits straight ahead, a simple bed to the right, a door to the right, and a large window next to it. Two beings wait by the window, their backs to the room as they look out upon the city. The tall things, with a bitContinue reading “Rokkoh and the Princess, Chapter 13”
Rokkoh and the Princess, Chapter 12
The horse still pulls us along the road when my eyes open to the darkness of the carriage. Sore muscles protest movement, but I sit up regardless. Blurriness sharpens to reveal that I am alone. The princess is gone again, not even Borso remaining this time. The white blanket, though, greets me. That urgency, thatContinue reading “Rokkoh and the Princess, Chapter 12”
Rokkoh and the Princess, Chapters 10 and 11
For but a moment, only for a second, there is darkness. An eternal black. Neither hot nor cold. Weightless. Silent. A void. I cannot tell if I am asleep or dead. But for all there is not, there is one thing. Overwhelming in the dark, suffocating in it, is the utter fucking dread. Of whatContinue reading “Rokkoh and the Princess, Chapters 10 and 11”
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