Alas, not me

Four hours later Rafenor returned. He was met at the door by Argos and the wolf who looked at him curiously, then went back to lie in the ...

Three “My sword?” Arden asked in surprise. “It’s not your sword,” the storyteller said. “It’s my uncle’s.” Arden looked in astonish...

With that Arden and Niall put on the cloaks of the silver dragon, and chose two of the dead troopers’ horses. At first the horses shied wh...