I watched the Hawk high in the sky float and float. Then it tucked its head in and dove like a missile straight toward the tree line...

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Josiphus Wander is a Gelk. The Gelk, from the planet Gelk, are of Taosan Descent. About 3,500 years before Harshtain, the 1st of the 14...

Part 1 should be read first click here if yo have not read it yet. Mr. Mason and the Carions Part 1. Briesta and I made our way back to...

“Sit, sit now children, and I will tell you the tale of how the Young Refugee Prince, Three Days a Slave, Lord Prince of the Relm, became...

Week two was a brainbuster. Like many of my fellow WriMos I am fully employed so to ensure I have a proper amount of time to get my writing

I awoke to a pounding headache. My vision was blurry, I was thirsty, and a bit sick to my stomach. Apparently, I had fallen asleep on my...

Timothy Mason, or Saul of Flean, as he is known on Cket-a3, seldom runs from a fight. Running away isn’t very good for the reputation if the

By far Mr. Mason’s favorite Adventure Destination is the planet Zada-3. Zada-3 is a classic life-supporting planet that has all the

Unexpectedly large would describe the Black Dog, a three-storied, inn and tavern. Unheard of outside the great cities. In the tavern

To Say that Sally Well and Growler Ink were made for one another, would be a slight understatement. 

Sally was a half-hour late, which I guess was a half-hour early by her standards. She operated on her own clock, lived in her own world.

When your purpose is a Tour guide in the Grand Taosan Galactic Empire, you have some very important boxes to check. One, know the world you

Sitting now in the open hall of The Wailing Woman, with his best friends Beast and Ale, Rot wondered how a man like Lant survived. He was th

Many a tale flow through the Inns of Velin, like the ale from kegs that never run dry. The bowels of the great city are the scene for many o