The Bard, Pt. 4
The coach driver sighed, resigned to his fate. He reached into his satchel and withdrew a bulging coin purse, then tossed it to the child, who nearly dropped…
The Bard, Pt. 3
In the distance, the sound of hooves could be heard through the drifting, undulating melody of the bard’s tune. A coach approached, driven by a man who looked…
The Bard, Pt. 2
The bard continued to play, a haunting and lovely melody springing forth from his flute. Impossible sounds, intricate melodies and harmonies followed by…
The Bard, Pt. 1
A crowd had gathered around the boy and his mother, who frantically shook the boy, tears pouring down her cheeks. “Syril! Wake up! Please wake up...” She…
Sealed with a Kiss
Dearest Arnold, I write to you now knowing you will never read this. I fear that I am unable to let things continue as they are, what with that trollop Maribel…