I was going through short story files last night on my computer and pulled out this gem. Read it through to the end. This is really what's in the file. I'm not kidding.
Beliar's Curtain by S. J. Reisner
Pungent black night slipped swift into the long halls and dank corridors. With sword drawn, the smell of fear, and sweat prickling her deep tanned skin Loriann continued on. There was something foul to be said of wandering these halls in search of intruders. But guard duty was the best job s...
Published on March 09, 2011 07:29