Short Story: Master of Patience

The ring of the thundering hammer blocked out all other noises in the blacksmith shop. Hensan turned to Rison, his partner in the shop. Hensan's old eyes, still sharp as ever, flicked to and fro along the anvil, surveying Rison's skilled fingers pressing down on the clamps that held the red hot bar of iron …

Tropes and Cliches: Which to Use in Writing?

Hey, everyone! Today I wanted to talk about the differences between Tropes and Cliches. I feel like some people don't take the time to figure out exactly what these are, and assume that they're the same thing. That is definitely not true. So let's jump right in! What is a Trope? A trope is a …

On Top

I sit at the very top of everything. Well, I suppose not everything. The sky is above me, stretching from horizon to horizon, its vast blue openness clear and freeing. A few clouds float above my head as well, light and fluffy. They must be light, I think, smiling, to be able to drift so …

Short Story: Prisoners of the Dark

It was dark. When Cillan opened his eyes, he felt like nothing had changed. He breathed in stuffy, humid air and let out a quiet groan. Are there hammers pounding my head? He pushed himself painfully onto his elbows and looked around. All was pitch-black. “Where in the kingdom...” Cillan began, but stopped abruptly. A …

Never Surrender: A Flash Fiction

Enuth fell. His knees struck the ground and a moment later he was stretched out on his stomach, his face to the mud. He drew in a sharp breath, which sent searing pain through his rib-cage. He felt the weakness of surrender begin to seep in his bones. A shadow fell over him, and he …

Flames: A Flash Fiction

The heat was unbearable. He stood there, his eyes in a half-squint, as he stared at the flames, which leaped and twisted like an injured animal. The dancing tongues of heat roared and crackled in his ears. There was the sharp splintering of a wood beam breaking under the stress of the heat. It fell …

Short Story: Unafraid

This time he would hit it. Power surged through Terrance’s arms. He felt the warmth of the glow on his face, the tingle of power in his fingers. Lifting his head and opening his eyes just a crack, he locked onto the hay bale thirty paces away. Come on, Terrance. You can do it this …

Short Story: A Message for the King

Hi, everyone! This short story isn't super meaningful or anything. It's more an exciting action story that I just had fun writing. I didn't spend a whole lot of time editing it as well, so it's a little rough, but I hope you enjoy! 🙂 I don’t know how it happened. I was peacefully petting …

Short Story: Heartless Arrow

It was time. I settled down onto my stomach, set my cheek slowly onto my outstretched arm, and squinted one eye. The folds of my cloak were soft against my face. Carefully keeping my eyes on my target, I slid one hand back to my belt and curled two fingers around the feathered end of …

Two New Short Stories!

Hello everybody! Today I have some exciting news for you! For a while now I've had two short stories available when someone subscribes to my email list. Well, it's been a while since I wrote those and I wanted to update them and rewrite them. Well, I did. Introducing the completely rewritten short stories, Where …