The Silence & The Howl (§.28)

Continued from CHAPTER 27 CHAPTER 28 When Harmon returned to the house in the morning he found Andy's car in the drive and a pile of boxes sitting on the front porch. Boxes filled with his personal effects. Andy watched from the living room window, his expression dour and wrathful. Harmon turned from the boxes… Continue reading The Silence & The Howl (§.28)

The Warlord (Part 1)

Everywhere, they called him the Warlord.  In some lands he was Eshlaru in others, Issaraym, in others still, Kirnavir.   No one knew from where he came. He had a visage marred by strange scars, his scalp always shaved bare; for they said his hair would not grow upon the scars.  Some say in a lifetime… Continue reading The Warlord (Part 1)

The Sans-Culotte & The Modern Right

Who they were. “A sans culotte, you rogues? He is someone who always goes about on foot. [He] has not got the millions you would all like to have… [He] has no chateaux, no valets to wait on him… He is useful because he knows how to till a field, to forge iron, to use… Continue reading The Sans-Culotte & The Modern Right