Stories tagged “lame generic fantasy”
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Gray morning
John woke up to the pelting of the freezing rain that had begun the night before when he was banking the fire. He glanced out the window. It was difficult to gauge the hour; the weather hid the light from the predawn sky. John figured to get out of bed...
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Setting off
Jam had encouraged him to accompany them. He was still young enough that the company of an old hand made him at ease both on the road and in the city. Francis seemed not so much interested in the John’s company as he was in his contacts. He clear...
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Cold and wet
On the road, given the weather and the inexperience of the two, things had not gone badly for Francis and Jam. They were both wet and cold, but before darkness had settled on them, they were able to find a sheltered spot and get a large fire blazing. A...
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A witch?
“Good morning” he shouted, hoping that injecting the ordinary would ease the disquiet which was beginning to to take hold of him. Her head turned slightly in response as if she had heard, but her face remained as empty as it had before. By now Jam,...