Many of them looked sad and forlorn, and dressed like him in simple clothes, fellow farmer’s boys who had the misfortune of being conscripted. There was one young lad at the far end who quietly cried to himself. He thought he should feel sad too, but he was too excited about the new life aheadContinue reading “Martin took in his fellow conscripts to see how they were fairing.”
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I thought you had no one of age here.
Barouk looked at Martin, then at the lieutenant, then back to Martin, Then back to the lieutenant. Although his mouth was working, no sound came out. Then he looked at Tessa, who was covering her mouth in shock, her eyes wide. Barouk didn’t know what to say, nor what to do, as they watched MartinContinue reading “I thought you had no one of age here.”
My apologies!
If you’ve been staying tuned you noticed that I’ve been writing out a story. Every Tuesday and every Friday a new passage would come out to delight those who yearn for days of yore. And yes, I know how corny that sounds. I’ve come to a part that I thought would write itself, yet itContinue reading “My apologies!”
The soldiers, four of them led their horses to the house and stopped.
They wore chain mail hauberks over their dark green tunics, with wide leather belts that held their scabbards for swords and knives, dark green capes with the king’s emblem on them, the shiniest of metal greaves that led to their just as shiny armored boots, and shiny metal gauntlets. They were striking figures, even withoutContinue reading “The soldiers, four of them led their horses to the house and stopped.”
“Drake, this really hurts!
And do we have to walk like this? I can make it there just fine without your help.” “I know” he said with a chuckle. They had made their way to the back and were about to cross the field when Barouk shouted after them. “Don’t walk across the field! You’ll leave tracks in theContinue reading ““Drake, this really hurts!”
Jeb, what are you going on about…
“The King’s men are coming! They’re looking for, volunteers! No, they’re looking to consrip, conssip, no, cospiric.., dang it, they’re short on troops and they want your boys!” Martin gasped. Barouk stood in stunned silence. By then his wife Tessa heard the commotion and came out of the house. “Barouk” she called. “What’s wrong?” “NothingContinue reading “Jeb, what are you going on about…”
Martin wondered about the world.
He envisioned market squares bustling with people, with sellers offering anything you could imagine. Wool, cotton, silk for the richer folk, meats, buns, duck, rugs, pelts, leather. There would be smoke in the air from the cooks and the smoke shops. Voices would be heard everywhere, either hawkers trying to convince the crowd that theyContinue reading “Martin wondered about the world.”
Are we there yet?
That was the age old question. She asked it of her parents when she was a kid. Now she’s the adult, and the baton has officially been passed. It was mid-day as they made their way down the highway, a perfect day for a drive. Marie looked in the rear-view mirror at her son Elliott,Continue reading “Are we there yet?”
I want to write
I want to write. I need to write. I need to let the words inside of me be free. So that I can be, and be me, be heard, or read (read?). But I have obligations. Obligations keeping me doowwnnn, maaaan! Holding me back, holding me up! Keeping me from being the coolest me IContinue reading “I want to write”
Crap!!!
I forgot I have a blog to keep up with. I’m presently focusing on a photo project, too focused. But tomorrow’s the big day! I’ve got a lot of work to do and I only have the day. For context, it’s a nude shoot. Now you would think how hard can that be? It’s hard.Continue reading “Crap!!!”
