The Witch's Trail: Week 1 No one could say who said it first. Who heard "herbalist" or "healer" or "wise one," and said the word. In the end, it didn't especially matter. The word was spoken. Soon every ear in the town had heard it, then every ear in the Rhone valley: Mont Clare was bewitched. What followed was inevitable. When there is a cry of Witch! the...
The sun was just beginning to rise on this clear summer day. I had planned an overnight camping trip to mountains with my family, but at the last minute, my wife couldn't go due to an emergency at work. My daughter still wanted to go, and asked if she could bring her friend. The wife thought it was a good idea, so off to the mountains we went. I was looking...
Ahhh...what a BEAUTIFUL day it is. Warm, sunny, Southern California. Nothing like being high in the mountains and hiking and camping alone with you. Alone. Nobody to interrupt our passion. You see, we've planned this trip for a long time. Find somewhere that nobody ever goes, and then spend a whole week frolicking around, naked most of the time, soaking up...
Elliot coughed. Sand clogged his throat. He coughed again as he struggled to open his eyes. His skin burned, and his body ached. Several hundred yards away, a burning wreck billowed smoke into the blue sky. All around him, the desert stretched on into hazy nothingness. He started to take account of himself. He had managed to bail out of the plane before it d...
This Chapter is a little light on the sex - you need to really have read the other chapters to get an idea of what's going on - enjoy! Liz woke early the next morning. For a brief moment she suffered from short term memory loss, having no clue as to where she was or what she was doing there. But as she became accustomed to the orange surroundings she grinne...
"She was a goodly woman and respected by most. She lived alone on the boundary between the McVörss and the Claire's. People would come to her for curing potions and such. Then the fields closest to her cottage began to fallow. The harvest began to shrink. Whispers from both clan of witchcraft started. Both Laird's tried to protect her, but fear does strange...
Chapter Twenty-Nine: Love and War In the morning I was, unsurprisingly, exhausted. Morrigan and I packed up, just in case, but stayed put. I ended up dozing by the fire, not sleeping deeply enough to repeat the dreams from the night before. I had just shut my eyes, it seemed, when Morrigan was shaking me, one hand clamped over my mouth. I opened my eyes and...
Harlen put his arm under Hyandai's ribs and helped her stay on her feet. She felt wasted and thin, like she had spent months in a dark cell. He looked over the carnage in the room that Hyandai had wrought alone. Body parts lay strewn about, and whole bodies, cloven in two, heads, arms, and legs. She shuddered as she saw it too, as for the first time. "No wo...
Chapter 50 The speaker gestured me to the stand.This time I had the tears in my eyes. I turned my back to the audience and John passed me a tissue. I cleared my eyes and got my composure. I said, "Thank you, Mr. Speaker and this great congress. I have been lucky enough to visit so many of your high schools and meet so many great and wonderful people around...
A week and a half had passed since Kristanna had arrived at the Camp of Blessing. Talking to the other girls and the nuns she came to find out that this place was a private initiative, funded and ran by the local church her parents were a part of. She could also familiarize herself with the routine of the place, and it was a big part of it, the routine was e...