The Falcons Saga, Book 5 (Spoiler Warning) Prologue In the dungeon beneath Tírandon’s towers, an ogre snarled. Small red eyes reflected the light of a single lamp. Bovine nostrils flared, sniffing the air, detecting the man who shared the darkness. Great iron chains bound the ogre’s arms and legs, coilingContinue Reading

In the small hours, Sanjen stumbled from the House of Ambrosia, brazen as a boast. The sweet ecstasy of the honey clung to his mouth and laid a gossamer veil across his eyes. The stars danced, and the great Ring leered like a drunken smile across the sky. They sangContinue Reading

The Falcons Saga, Book 4 (Spoiler Warning) Chapter 1 Ruthan walked the walls of Tírandon to observe the nightmare of the siege. From atop the windswept Bastion that bore her mother’s name, she listened to snarls and roars rising up the towers. A perfumed kerchief guarded her nose against theContinue Reading

I remember best his eyes, staring from the tintype, full of malice. A fleeting expression to be so well captured by a slow exposure. The hatred must have become etched upon his face near the end, when he went into the lake with the curse in his mouth. But I’mContinue Reading

First Mage’s Log The Verdant Plane Day 8                                              The forest is beginning to unsettle me. We have been here such a short time, and already things are falling apart. Our reconnaissance team ran back to camp a day ahead of schedule, screaming like babes fleeing nightmares. Strange to see accomplishedContinue Reading

Listen, daddy. I’m only going to explain this one more time. Some people are Elvis impersonators. I was a Janis impersonator. I walked Janis, talked Janis, sang Janis. People came from all over the country to hear Janis wail in one club or another. Strange, why they do it. Nostalgia,Continue Reading

Every autumn, the clatter of leaves somersaulting along sidewalks reminds me of the October I met the witch. The small southern town of Saint Claire didn’t have a lot to boast about but the worst football team in the county, the annual watermelon festival, and Ag shows that brought theContinue Reading

The Falcons Saga, Book 3 (Spoiler Warning) CHAPTER 1 Blood trickled from Prince Arryk’s nose and into his mouth. A familiar taste. A familiar shame. He ducked a flying fist and doubled over with his arms wrapped around his head. He should have seen it coming, but he had daredContinue Reading

The cold fists of the floodwaters tugged at Angharad’s skirts. Twigs, leaves, and hawthorn petals gathered in swirling eddies. Her toes deep in the mud of a still pool, Angharad realized one of her shoes was missing. Her hands shook. She couldn’t make them stop. Her fingers held the memoryContinue Reading

The Falcons Saga, Book 2 (Spoiler Warning) Chapter 1 The eager young scout swiped tendrils of rain and sweat from his face. “The river, my lord, it’s flooded deep. We’d be crazy to cross here.” Emerging from the dark green pavilion amid the Fieran camp, the Warlord Goryth reminded himselfContinue Reading

Chapter 1 Preparations were nearly complete. Ilswythe Castle rested fitfully, anticipating the arrival of hundreds of guests. Kieryn dreaded it. He dreaded the coming of spring every year. The crowds and the noise, the politics and the smiling façade he was expected to wear, made him wish he were anContinue Reading