Continuing from last week, this is Gregar's story. Note: first draft, subject to change and heavy revision later before I compile the complete short story.

With Kae'Shaman's instruction, I parted the mark's dream as easily as a tent flap and stepped within. I had no need of the man's name or Camp to know he was my target, because Vulkar's Call pounded fiercely in my head, thundering hooves to split my skull wide open.
Kae'Shaman had assured me that a mark eliminated in his own dream would...
Published on August 06, 2010 12:34