Darker Tales of the Kennel
| **Darker Tales of the Kennel** By: Sean M. Walley | I ran, hiking boots scuffing the blacktop of Lone Lake Road as fir trees flew by on either side of me. The trees amplified the hunting howls of wolves that National...
Silver for Blood, Silver for Love
“So do you think your dad will finally accept my offer to buy your hand in marriage?” a young man of twenty years asked. He had the touches of sun weathered skin and the strong promise of a man to come into the fine trade of shoeing horses or...
Vigil of Memories
Late spring made Andrew sneeze and cough as the cool air stirred the pollen about the old park he frequented so often this year. He’d taken up to watching children play during the day as a hobby, his tired old bones ached; gave him more than...