The Guild of Swordsmen: Part 7
She didn’t recognize more than a handful of the swordsmen there, and it seemed that few of the Imperial City’s most elite fighters had chosen to enter…
The Cursed Axe
Sabela knew what they were: thugs, murderers, and thieves. And it was past time something was done about them.
Christmas in Space
You could argue that that whole Christmas thing doesn’t make much sense out here, among the stars. Myriad suns and worlds, as many equinoxes as you care to calculate, all the special alignments you can imagine.
But it’s all still there, right?
A Portrait of Time
It was on my tenth visit that Arturo asked me to write my name on an apple. It was mottled with a red splodge that looked like a butterfly.
And Then… ?
Many people are under the impression the words “and” and “then”* are interchangeable…

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