Short Story

I don't think I've posted this here before. Something I wrote back in '01 for another group. Enjoy!












By The River
by Lynn Flewelling

Copyright 2001, 2009 Do not distribute.


He leaned over the riverbank and examined the welt swelling across his
left cheekbone. Angry eyes glared back up at him through the red and
yellow leaves drifting past on the current: You've failed again.
Failed at wizardry. Failed at the assassin's craft, failed in your own
birthright. . .Blood on your hands, but you can't even make