Morning’s Bluster

There’s a lot to take in during a really good panic. That sudden ripple of falling and the ground rising up from beyond where you stand, two beats of a heart leaping upwards and the bookend of adrenaline clutching at an edge you hadn’t yet noticed. As if she were a thumb cast across the … Continue reading Morning’s Bluster →

Look o’yer the hill ye’ fool!

The beautiful rolling grass fields of Myrtleford were dappled with an extra lushness after the morning rain. Clouds, still grey overhead, ambled through the sky above the quiet village nestled within the grasslands of Western Stallinger. Waking to the dew of a typical Autumn morning, Captain Roland Longsmithe let out a satisfied yawn and resolved … Continue reading Look o’yer the hill ye’ fool! →