My mom went to work early that morning, and probably wouldn’t be home till at least 10:00pm. Her firm had her working overtime because of a big case they were handling. This was a pretty great opportunity for me, and I decided I was going to try to get Eliza to come visit this afternoon.… Continue reading The Cast Iron Witch
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A Night in the Lair
The creature roared in frustration when it saw the mage’s knowing smirk. As his blood pooled on the floor beneath him, the mage asked it, “Have you truly won?” The creature’s piercing shrieks echoed off of the black, blood-spattered stone walls of the chamber. The mage stared the thing down, seeming almost amused at the… Continue reading A Night in the Lair
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