Woden's Daughter
The Allfather’s daughter, shame of Asgard, fled the Great Hall and made her way through the wood to the cliff-side.
The Allfather’s daughter, shame of Asgard, fled the Great Hall and made her way through the wood to the cliff-side.
We’re not made for this damp shit and neither is our tech, thought Gil.
Hugh pressed the ‘check mail’ button again and the little closed envelop popped up, taunting him with its secrets.
School wasn’t working for me.
Archie winced and swallowed.
Ellen loved her brother, of that there was no doubt.
I should have trusted my instincts.
“Damn,” Marnie said as she pulled over onto the icy soft-shoulder and got out, leaving the car running but the door ajar.
Jonas leaped over the barricade and wormed his way through an opening in the quarantine fence without being noticed, his stolen prize held tightly in his jaws.
I hitched my knapsack up over one shoulder and got off the bus.
“Good man, where might I find your nearest mooring dock?
Walking by my daughter’s room with an armload of laundry, I pause to listen at the door.