by Jim Stitzel | Oct 16, 2017 | Stories
This entry is part 5 of 14 in the series The DarkYou reached out your injured arm, placing your hand on my shoulder while I wrapped and bound it. You didn’t even wince as I pulled the bandages tight to help slow the blood flow. One of the Healers would need to...
by Jim Stitzel | Oct 15, 2017 | Stories
This entry is part 4 of 14 in the series The DarkOur blades flashed in the dark, sparks of light from our lanterns flickering off our weapons. The things were all around us, attacking from the sides, the floor, even the ceiling. We stood back-to-back and warded them...
by Jim Stitzel | Oct 12, 2017 | Stories
This entry is part 3 of 14 in the series The DarkWe traveled like that for some time. Talking. Sharing. Laughing. It was always a joy to travel with you, and it was no less so this time. And as we walked, we noticed the ground beneath our feet begin to slant ever so...
by Jim Stitzel | Oct 12, 2017 | Stories
This entry is part 2 of 14 in the series The DarkWe found each other in the dark some time later. Or, rather, the semi-dark. A crack in part of the tunnel ceiling extended through the rock over our heads and let in just enough light that we didn’t require our...
by Jim Stitzel | Oct 11, 2017 | Stories
This entry is part 1 of 14 in the series The DarkThe Watchers tell me you departed some time ago, that you walked into the tunnel by yourself armed with nothing but your pack, walking stick, and a lantern. An incredible risk, if you ask me, given what we both know...
by Jim Stitzel | Sep 21, 2017 | Stories
Dagron Max had been stranded only twice in his life. The first time, he returned carrying a gun. The second time, he returned carrying a saddle, as well. In both cases, a horse died, but in the second case that a man died, as well. And not without cause. “You...
