He lay there half buried in sand, A ruined structure that once housed a man, Now housing only bottom feeders. How he got there he can’t recall, No memories survived the fall. Who was he before? Was he a sailor on one of the ships That pass by over the abyss, Until storms … More Skeleton Dreaming
Popularity is temporary. That’s what people had told Greta in her teens. That she wouldn’t have the looks, the smile, the friends she had in school forever. Of course, Greta never believed them. Why would she? Her friends liked her for more than her looks and a convenient lunch buddy. They loved her. No one … More Temporary
It was a good sort of way to make a living. Saving damsels, slaying dragons. Once you got the knack of it, it was almost like a performance. Sometimes there needn’t even be any dragons. On the memorable occasion that the townsfolk of Little-Piddlington convinced themselves a dragon was living in their well, three and … More Previous Job Title: Dragon Slayer
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