A 'Sestina' it had been a good run, but, resigned, he now set his shoulders, ready to take the fall for her; a final stand; sighing, he took his turn and let the chips fall through the window, he watched the leaves fall over the meadow; no place to run; nowhere to turn; nothing for… Continue reading Down the river, or: The fall
Professor Roonwardl was kind and boyishly handsome but much too loquacious for his own good, smirked Elspeth to herself. Having gotten the answer she'd wanted, the young wizard separated herself from the flock of girls surrounding their new instructor and hurried toward the library. According to Roonwardl's description, the Book of Two was, as she'd… Continue reading Unsealed by candlelight
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