-Chapter 9-“BURT! BURT! WAKE UP MARK IS BACK!” I was jolted awake by our resident goblin man pounding their hand onto my chest. Apparently sleep had...
-Chapter 8-The morning was quiet, cold, and snow covered. I had been up before the sun getting the morning farm chores done with the plan of...
-Chapter 7-With a hunting knife in my pocket and a scarf around my throat, my nose reddened with the continually decreasing temperature. I began...
-Chapter 6-“I lost Marquis’s wallet,” I said aloud to myself when I sprung awake late that morning. Shit. There was no time to lose, I scrambled out...
- Chapter 5 -The moonlight beamed through the sparsely leaved trees, interrupting our shadows in the mud with jagged and disorderly branches. I...
- Chapter 4 -“You’re still doing archery Marquis?” Winfred asked as we walked into Mark’s house, the new guy glancing around the fairly cluttered...
- Chapter 3 -“Lads, meet Winfred!” Mark said cheerfully, leading along the dishevelled man wearing a relieved smile, a mop of messy, golden, curly...
- Chapter 2 - “Burton, you’re taking Thistle out with you?” My mother asked, approaching me as I tossed on my saddle, my feet squishing into the mud...
- Chapter 1 - “Burton Winston Garrett Foxford, where the hell do you think you‘re going?” My father hissed as he followed me down the front steps onto...