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Tag Archives: Thunder Storm
All The Heroes-Part Three
Once over the threshold, the quality of darkness shifted. While the stairway they had climbed down was only illuminated by their torches, this chamber was filled with a blackness, gooey as treacle, thick and muffling. The light from their torches … Continue reading →
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Tagged Agency, Armor, Bones, Books, cave, Darkness, Descent, Enchanted, Engravings, Fantasy, fiction, Forest, Giant, Helmet, Heroes, Jewels, Life, Light, Magic, Mountain, Mysterious, Quest, Short Stories, Short Story, Staff, stairs, Story, Sword, Thunder Storm, Treasure, Villains, Water, Writing, Youth
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All The Heroes-Part Two
Morning was cold and grey. Outside the cave, rain continued to steadily fall. They made a modest breakfast of now even staler bread and some strips of dried deer meat. “Well,” began Neve, “let’s get going.” “Right,” replied Ashe. Neve … Continue reading →
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Tagged Bones, Books, cave, Descent, Engravings, Falling, Fantasy, fiction, Forest, Giant, Heroes, Life, Magic, Mountain, Mysterious, Posted in Adventure, Quest, Rain, Short Stories, Short Story, stairs, Thunder Storm, Treasure, Villains, Water, Writing, Youth
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All The Heroes-Part One
“All the heroes are dead,” declared Master Brakk. Ashe frowned. That couldn’t be true. “There are a lot of heroes,” he countered, “They can’t all be dead.” Master Brakk laughed. It was not joyful, it felt more like a slap. … Continue reading →