short stories

A tale of Earthguard: Semantics

A tale of Earthguard: Semantics

Quill didn’t know why but every instinct, every primal urge was telling him that touching that light was not a good idea, not remotely a good notion, the wrong course of action, something that would surely be remembered as a tragic and rather unfortunate chapter in the unpleasant and unerring life of one Captain Carcarus.

A tale of Earthguard: Hunger

A tale of Earthguard: Hunger

The men looked as gaunt and hungry as the villagers, as thin as Tiny, as emaciated as Osber. Some could have been skeletons in dress, their faces skull-like, their eyes glinting madly out of the taught skin.

Are they starving too? She wondered.