
“Wind howled through the night, carrying a scent that would change the world. A tall Shade lifted his head and sniffed the air. He looked…”
“Wind howled through the night, carrying a scent that would change the world. A tall Shade lifted his head and sniffed the air. He looked…”
“In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a…”
“On the first Monday of the month of April, 1625, the bourg of Meung, in which the author of the Romance of the Rose was born, appeared…”
“‘Why can’t I go to summer camp, too? It’s not fair Willow gets to go have fun and I don’t’. ‘Sorry, kiddo. It doesn’t work that way…”
“It is difficult to know quite where to begin this story, but I have fixed my choice on a certain Wednesday at luncheon at the Vicarage.”
“The scent and smoke and sweat of a casino are nauseating at three in the morning. Then the soul-erosion produced by high gambling…”
“Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun.”
“I walk the Wood. I walk the fields. I cover the school grounds between classes, poking through empty buildings, opening long-closed…”
“We got an ID?” “Yea. Name’s Caleb Green. Moved here in 2015 accordin’ to the Coalition’s database. Hero ID: Archmage. Sidekick program…”