This story contains sensitive content [Content warning: Violence, profanity and lots of mud] On 5th September the Royalist siege of Gloucester was lifted by the Earl of Essex and his army and the grateful citizens…
Water trickled down the curve of a razor-sharp fang, over a blue lip, and into a wiry, green beard, soaking a patch of gray fur beneath. A behemoth, clawed hand reached up to wipe away…
The temple bells had been quiet for three days when they finally rang for her. Ishaan felt the vibrations through the marble floor before he heard anything, a thrumming that seemed to resonate in his…
The Hidden Path The sun dipped low behind the ridge, painting the trees in honeyed light, and the group finally sprawled into their mismatched campsites like an unruly family reunion. There were six of them,…
“Jason, What are you doing?” I hear the distant words echo down the corridor and float into my chambers. I clamber to put my hair brush I was using as a microphone down on my…