The sleek luxury schooner The Constellation sliced through the open seas with full sails, as close to flight as the ocean-going vessel could ever be. From the moment the anchors were weighed until the sun plunged into the western horizon, Captain Gisela Koning maintained a grueling pace with the help of her first mate Mr. … Continue reading Skill, Luck, and Terrible Ideas (pt. 10)
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Notebook Scribbles
Like many writers, I keep notebooks everywhere to write down ideas as they pop into my head before they disappear forever. Sometimes I can turn a few phrases into one or more stories later on, or at least an into a character idea. Other times the fragments scribble in my notebooks are nothing more than … Continue reading Notebook Scribbles
Skill, Luck, and Terrible Ideas (pt. 9)
“Mesa! Always on time!” a woman crowed down at me from the deck of a twin-masted luxury schooner emblazoned with the words ‘The Constellation’ visible clearly in the first warm rays of morning. On deck, a half dozen deck hands were prepping the shop for launch. “Good morning, Captain,” I said. Lally and the others pause … Continue reading Skill, Luck, and Terrible Ideas (pt. 9)
Skill, Luck, and Terrible Ideas (pt. 8)
Panic flash-froze Lally’s heart. They were at a serious disadvantage. Miss Hunt stood less than a pace away from where the three men sat on the ground with their backs to the building. None of the men were armed. Lally and Zvonko were hobbled by injuries, and Mesa was sandwiched between them. On a good … Continue reading Skill, Luck, and Terrible Ideas (pt. 8)
The Frying Pan (pt. 8)
Josh forgot his stage fright as he became immersed in the exchanges between the sorcerer and his frying pan. Absorbed in the rules and tension, he listened closely along with the four unyielding referees who governed the game. Four minutes elapsed without either side scoring. The current topic was "companions". King: "I like the word … Continue reading The Frying Pan (pt. 8)
The Dragon King’s Medic (pt. 6)
I hope no one expects me to be able to find my way back, thought Mario as he stole a wary glance over his shoulder, because I won’t be able to. The palatial labyrinth of massive menacing double doors gradually gave way to passages of smaller and less elaborate doorways. Normal sized doors, by Mario’s … Continue reading The Dragon King’s Medic (pt. 6)
The Dragon King’s Medic (pt. 5)
Captain Helias had been present at the crowded Lord's Meeting when Dragon King Vanentin excused himself from the stately room in the same breath as his ruling, resulting in a tumultuous stir among the attending lords and nobles. Vanentin's sudden exit alarmed Helias. Where are you going? Something's happened. He straightened from where he leaned … Continue reading The Dragon King’s Medic (pt. 5)
The Dragon King’s Medic (pt. 4)
The golden lizard man farthest to the left withdrew a scroll from his robe's white bell sleeve and unfurled it to read. “The hearing for the settlement of debt for the Debtor named Kyle Thompson---” Mario blurted. “Kyle?!” Cayn hissed faintly to warn him to be silent. The muscle of jailer’s square jaw bulged. His … Continue reading The Dragon King’s Medic (pt. 4)
The Frying Pan (pt. 5)
After mandatory introductions, the smiling female announcer named Journey held up a hand and brought the live audience's cheers to a stop. She wore a black pant suit and fashionable short-heeled ankle boots. Her short hair, dyed tropical turquoise, was spiked. “First!” She said into her microphone, “A little backstory. Yesterday the terms of today's even … Continue reading The Frying Pan (pt. 5)
The Dragon King’s Medic (pt. 3)
Inside the cell fifteen minutes later, Mario looked on curiously as Cayn was crouched over a colossal pile of manacles of various sizes, shapes, and weights. The metal restraints clinked and jangled as the jailer handled one after another. He was searching for a perfect pair but none of them appeared to have been made with … Continue reading The Dragon King’s Medic (pt. 3)
Duri Rolvsson 