The Journey Out
"Your plans are far-reaching for one who has just accepted this responsibility," my father tried to keep his voice level as I started to use words the way my mother taught me to. Who are these allies?" "Friends that I met upon my own adventures, of...
Sweaty Foreheads
We rounded the corner and came upon one of the tall spirit-mirrors that my Father had a specialty in enchanting. He clasped his hands together before it, and it turned as black as void for a moment before crawling with lights across the surface like a...
The White Tiger
As the great snowstorm subsided, I looked out from under my shelter and strode into the wild again. The great stone structure, something like a tent, was left behind with the embers of the fire still blazing bright orange. My paw brushed the...