The princess stands at the window, her palms pressed against the glass. She is watching a knight approach the tower door far below her and is admiring the way that he walks. Each step is silent and precise so as… Continue Reading
Flame is deep in thought this morning as she stands by a river that flows leisurely behind the film set. Often a voracious eater, a pile of uneaten fish lays by her feet. *** “Gentleheart, you are a dragon. The… Continue Reading
The ticketing agent looked at me, then down at Perceval, then back at me. Her eyebrows edged up toward her hairline and she opened her mouth. I handed her a small white business card. I am a Service Animal and… Continue Reading
My fellow employees kept telling me, “Oh, she’s a real dragon.” I thought that meant bad, like a temper, or nasty. I pictured some hag with pointy spectacles and avoided going up to Accounts Payable so as not to get… Continue Reading
“Gin and tonic, Rupert?” Sammy, the troll, said. “No, Sammy, whiskey. Make it a double,” the golemancer replied, sat back in his barstool, and shook his head, attempting to uncross his eyes while he began to gather his thoughts back… Continue Reading
Ten spiraling stone steps led down to the dungeon. I dashed down them, the flames of the wall sconces wavering with the wind of my passage. Although I still held my sword at the ready, I found no one left… Continue Reading
I looked at my extensive pile of gold in disgust. Impressive, in a sense. More wealth than many countries had at their disposal. But there was so much more to be made out there and nobody carried it around in… Continue Reading
I circled the castle twice before beginning my descent. Soldiers rushed onto the parapets, and people in the village nearby pointed and followed my progress. The cobblestones within the bailey made for a clean landing without the usual dust storm,… Continue Reading
[He] is grown from man to dragon: he has wings: he’s more than a creeping thing. Coriolanus V.iv.12-14 I caught sight of them while they were still down in the meadows, far from crossing the river or scaling the cliff… Continue Reading
Spears of sunlight pierced the high canopy and plunged themselves into the forest floor. The floating things of the forest shone in the twisting rays of light — seedpods, and dust, and bugs flashing into the shadows. Lylee tried to… Continue Reading