The Dauntless Rook (§.13)

Continued from §.12. Volfsige could not believe his eyes, for standing before him, in the litter-strewn alley that let out to the smokestacked north, was, against all reason, Oeric Adair, who only minutes prior, had stood in the market square, surrounded by gambesoned mercenaries. Adair had exchanged the stately clothes and short-brimmed cap for the… Continue reading The Dauntless Rook (§.13)

Writing Prompt 9/29/18 – Innovation

#1 "Political power is fundamentally escalatory, my friend, and thus, subservient to innovation. The strong rule the weak but the clever rule the strong." #2 Malitz smiled and danced with delight as he finished out the equation. They said it couldn't be done - the cure for aging, here at last! #3 She watched the birds… Continue reading Writing Prompt 9/29/18 – Innovation