∴ An Honorable Quarrel ∴ “Prove it, then,” your comrade cries, and takes up his rapier with a flourish. You can barely recall how this row began, but it ends here, where they always do, with a duel a hair fiercer than jest, each… Continue Reading “The Sauvage Sword”
∴ A Goddess Scorned ∴ “I never get invited to this sort of thing,” she laughs across the rim of her glass. “Not that I let that stop me.” She caught your eye as soon as you walked in. Something about her demeanour: playful,… Continue Reading “The Eris Rapier”
∴ A Heathland Charm ∴ Go now – you know the path. Down the puddle-pocked track, along the boundary of blackthorn and briar, past the last candle-lit window of home. Lose your boots where the road runs out. Crush bare toes into heather-rich pile,… Continue Reading “The Wæg Broadsword”
∴ A Wicked Tide ∴ It is the owl that first alerts you. Not the rounded, woodwind hoot of the copper-feathered birds who nest in the foothills, but the brighter screech of something that does not belong on the island. Not an owl then,… Continue Reading “The Antilla Cuttoe”
∴ An Ill-Starred Beauty ∴ “I used to have a ship, you know,” the old man says. He sighs heavily and stares across the water to the brightly-painted war vessel. “Nothing fancy like this ‘un mind, but she knew what she was doing out… Continue Reading “The Rosanglica Sword and Dagger”