The Uncanny Guests, Complete Draft

Tad went to the cellar to replenish the stock behind the bar.  He could barely keep up with the demand. Brewing takes time, but the sudden increase of business is forcing him to stay up long hours just to keep the drink aging sufficiently.  He always thought that his craft was sufficient, but the quality... Continue Reading →

The Uncanny Guests, Part Four

Tad said, “I guess they ignite more spectacularly after you have improved them?” All three clurichauns hissed in unison:  “Yes!” The small party rode through the now empty street.  The explosion didn’t come until they had passed the town boundary.  The stone walls of the cellar and tavern send the blast up through the roof. ... Continue Reading →

The Uncanny Guests, Part Three

Tad and Sara exchanged a knowing glance.  They were both Netani and grew up on old stories. “So,” said Tad, “how long have you been living with us?” Ciara spoke next.  Apparently she was the leader, given the way that the other two seemed to defer to her. “Not too long.  When we arrived here... Continue Reading →

The Uncanny Guests, Part Two

In the darkness of the cellar, small shoes clicked on the stone floor.  They were small, about the size of a toddler, but fully formed. They were dressed well, but not showy.  The clothes are durable and designed to last. All three stood in silent thought, staring around the room.  One sucked at his teeth.... Continue Reading →

The Uncanny Guests, Part One

Tad went to the cellar to replenish the stock behind the bar.  He could barely keep up with the demand. Brewing takes time, but the sudden increase of business is forcing him to stay up long hours just to keep the drink aging sufficiently.  He always thought that his craft was sufficient, but the quality... Continue Reading →

In Pursuit of Salvation, Part Five

“It’s still close.  Somewhere in the neighborhood, I think,” Bilal said. “We’ll have a better chance with greater numbers.,” Teddy said.  “Bilal, this is Barnabus.” Bilal approached warily, examining Barnabus with curiosity. “So, you are him, then.  I have heard much of you.”  Bilal’s voice was soothing. Barnabus felt calm in the bear’s presence. “Probably... Continue Reading →

The Glaistig

Rhys crashed through the brush, the limbs ripping clothes and flesh, but he was ignorant of the pain.  The thudding of hooves were catching up and he attempted to force his way through the woods with greater speed.  Heart aching, tears streaming down his bearded face, the burly man felt a terror that was alien... Continue Reading →

In Pursuit of Salvation, Part Four

He felt Teddy’s paw settle on his shoulder, the grip reassuring him.  Barnabus sighed and looked up into the squinted eyes. “Should I stay away from other bears?” The other bear stared at him for a moment before shaking his head. “No, the younger ones still need you to help.  But stop dragging them into... Continue Reading →

In Pursuit of Salvation, Part Two

“You must go to the other side of the world to the King’s Quarters, the place Ptolemy conquered, and the place of wonder carved into the cliffs.” “How helpful,” he said sardonically. Stratha began to speak again, but Barnabus had already turned to the leave.  Her words trailed off as the door closed on them.... Continue Reading →

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