Amara points across the room with an accusing finger. “The chaise is plotting against me.” Her finger moves to accuse the next piece of furniture. “The lamp is laughing at me. And —” Her finger falls upon the last inanimate object that’s apparently out to get her. “— that shelf has been calling me fat!”
Since today is Canadian Thanksgiving, here's a bonus Short Scene to celebrate!
Is a bigger than normal breadbo
Tenebella drew a Dragon. She drew a Dragon-man. Actually, she just drew a Dragon.
"Chess me."
Catch up the first Realmgard story: Fryte's Gold in this special preview.
Realmgard's greatest love story.
A million little lanterns light up the dusk.
We're down to the last week in the the Fantasy Adventure Fan Giveaway I'm currently involved in, so please do take a look if you haven't already.
So, I swear I did not go into this intending to write three stories in a row about women with axes, but once I realised I was poised for the hat trick, I decided to revisit Bruna and the Foxhound.
