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 | Aug 11, 2018 | Stories
This entry is part 14 of 18 in the series The DarkThe room, if you can call it that, for it was enormous, easily the largest single chamber I’d seen down here in the dark, was a nightmare landscape of chaos. I had to shake my head and blink my eyes several times...
by Jim Stitzel | Aug 6, 2018 | Stories
This entry is part 13 of 18 in the series The DarkI ran through the tunnels, following the sounds of your laughter as they bounced off the walls around me. The shape of the tunnels played tricks on my ears — every time I thought I was close to catching you, I...
by Jim Stitzel | Jul 5, 2018 | Stories
An adolescent boy, nude but for a spotlessly white loincloth. Great feathered wings sprout from his shoulder blades, so perfectly clean and glorious that anyone who saw them would be instantly blinded. But of course there are none who can. He stands in the middle of...
by Jim Stitzel | Mar 15, 2018 | Stories
This entry is part 12 of 18 in the series The DarkWe moved lightly through the corridor, which eventually opened up in a larger space, pocked with deep pools of the evil liquid. We paused, scanning the room, then looked to each other. Without a word, we clasped hands....
