Come to the fire and take the Second Watch every Friday to enjoy fantasy short stories.

Wake, friend, it’s your turn to mind the embers.
Watch the moonlight and listen for the rustling of leaves,
for the nights sing strange songs in the Northwood
.”


December 4th, 2022

  • A Winter’s Tail

    It looked as though the forest floor itself was shifting, dancing in the memory of the leaves that now lay decomposing under the layers of deep snow. Snow that would, with harsher gusts of wind, rise up in clouds, sparkling in the crisp night air in the shape of wolves and barmaids that he knew…

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Wake, friend, it’s your turn to mind the embers.
Watch the moonlight and listen for the rustling of leaves,
for the nights sing strange songs in the Northwood
.”