by HSAR | Dec 26, 2019 | Stories
This entry is part 22 of 35 in the series The Rusted BladeThere was a silent explosion of glittering light that swept through the forest in a radiant blast. Orthael was thrown aside, tumbling away in a dreadful kinematic arc. Orthael swayed but held on, enfolding the...
by Jim Stitzel | Dec 23, 2019 | Stories
It’s been raining for two days straight, and I’m afraid to go out. I’ve seen what those torrents do to people who venture outside. Cascades of water sweep down the street, and the rain itself is dangerous as hell. I have cabin fever. We all do. But...
by Jim Stitzel | Dec 20, 2019 | Stories
This entry is part 21 of 35 in the series The Rusted BladeMalika was suddenly overwhelmed by the cleansing intent and purity of Flame. It flowed through and over her like an all-consuming heat — and as it did, it drew much of the pain and fury from her slight...
by HSAR | Dec 20, 2019 | Stories
This entry is part 20 of 35 in the series The Rusted BladeThey fought on. Orthael gave ground again and again, knowing that he could not – would not – strike her. She threw him a dangerously open slice, daring him to show her that Fire destroyed without...
by HSAR | Dec 20, 2019 | Stories
This entry is part 19 of 35 in the series The Rusted BladeOrthael felt her blow crash into his guard with a stunning violence. He spun to deliver a pommel strike and felt her duck under him before his shield caught two quick blows. Judgement came back around, its edge...
by Jim Stitzel | May 8, 2019 | Stories
He stands on the very edge of the precipice, his bare feet feeling every contour of the rough stone beneath them, his toes out over the edge and curling down as if to grasp the ledge itself. A warm breeze blows at his back, threatening to push him over at the...
