The Black Knight and the Green Man: A Winter Solstice Tale – Part 2
When the Black Hunter returned to the Lair, he was in good spirits despite how grim his mission had turned out that night. He related the tale to his ally when he appeared and the…
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When the Black Hunter returned to the Lair, he was in good spirits despite how grim his mission had turned out that night. He related the tale to his ally when he appeared and the…
The Storyteller was a man of elder years who wandered the backroads of England, telling tales of the old days. The local authorities regarded him as a nuisance, but even their own children loved the…
A few minutes later, the sound of galloping hooves could be heard, and when Olran stepped outside of the cave, a wonder awaited him. An entire herd of horses from the Blessed Realms, horses that…
Olran felt better as soon as the Jughead’s hooves hit the far bank of the River Cam, and the horse and his rider disappeared into the woods, heading for one of his secret cave retreats.…
It didn’t take long for her to fall asleep, aided by the sleeping tincture that Olran had added to the entire carafe of wine, and she remained in peaceful slumber until mornings light. By that…
As he lay there on his stomach, loaded bow in hand, outside in the dark, a tremendous storm was gathering unbeknownst to most, except the weather-wise. Even Morgause of Orkney could not avoid the icy,…
“Good morning.” “Good morning, brother,” Aaronn greeted. The two talked a bit, then parted for their duty shifts, meeting back in the room much later for a round of wine and a chat. “I have…
It was two weeks until Yule when the High King of Britain spoke to the entire Company on the occasion of the coming Winter Solstice celebration. They all listened intently as Arthur announced the visit…
It was a beautiful summer morning as Sir Gawaine ap Lot walked into Camelot Castle, ready to take up his latest assignment. It would be a simple, routine patrol of the heavily forested area to…
Harry Potter sat under the Whomping Willow, silently considering the events of the last few weeks. Surprisingly in the light of their past relationship, the usually taciturn and sometimes violent tree was calm…
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