Chapter One This night was his moment of truth each year. His body, close to solidifying now, trembled a bit at his daunting task at hand. Each year on Christmas Eve as families slept with the expectations of the most joyous day of the year, he was charged with becoming the physical representation of death. His work was to show one chosen soul the empty fut...
"...What... what is... how...?" Moira Thaurissan could not believe her eyes when Valeera presented a mountain of evidence to the empress's wrongdoing. It had been two days since Anduin left for Gnomeregan and the High King had prepared all they needed in the meantime. He had secret talks with both Falstad and Muradin, both of which were quickly convinced off...
Westfall was a land of brown. Romantic farmers often claimed it was a land of gold, but really it was a land of brown. All overpowering brown from the crops that farmers forced out of the ground. The thing about Westfall was that it wasn't even the most fertile of Stormwind's provinces. That title went squarely to the Elwynn Forest. However, Westfall still p...
The ten months Ares Crane went missing was one of the darkest periods of Aiden Hunts' life. *** KMS Odysseus... It sounded like some sort of sick, cruel, disgusting joke. Aiden half expected someone to burst out of the supply cabinet opposite of him and yell "Gotcha!" He wanted to know who had put General Kless up to this. First, Aiden would pummel that...
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
"Bring in Captain Hrelle!" Sasha was dragged, manacled and bloodied, across the stained, cracked stone floor of the ancient hall, to the jeers of the armoured warriors on the sidelines, ready for the spectacle of the imminent duel. When they released their hold on her, she struggled back to her feet, her chin raised defiantly at the Klingon who stood on...
I stood in the glass enclosure as streams of hot water caressed my shoulders. I kept thinking about that phone conversation I'd had with my husband. Sometimes when I'm stressed, a bath or hot shower brings clarity to my thoughts. Everything that happened these past few days had brought me to this critical crossroads in my life. I knew whatever I decided from...
Chapter 21 -- The Danubian Spring "Socrates' Mistresses" returned to the national stage on May 1, once again performing for the Danubian public. Like the year before, the group performed live in Danube City's Central Plaza as part of the May Day Celebrations. Once again the deputies and staff-members of the National Parliament lined up on the rooftop and ba...
If you're not over 60, this story will make no sense at all to you. ********************* I admit it: I'm a geezer. But it wasn't always this way. There was a time when I was young, a time when I could do anything. A long time ago, so long ago that I have almost forgotten what it was like. Almost. When I was a little kid, my friends and I would get involv...
I am one of those women who used to be referred to in hushed tones at the church women's group and the CWA (Country Women's Association) scone judging as 'the other woman' and in the press which delighted in reporting such matters as divorce cases, as 'the co-respondent' and in men's clubs as 'the mistress' or 'his bit of fluff' or 'his bit on the side'. All...