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Beads And Feathers, Brass And Leathers.

A warrior maiden leads the way to victory in an alternate reality

August 24, 1814. The Presidential Mansion, the Capitol Building, and various government facilities are burning. President Madison has evacuated, running to hide from the destructive chaos raining down on the United States from Upper Canada. Joint forces of Native Canadians and British soldiers seized Washington City, razing it to the ground in retaliation for the American’s attack on York. It was just the beginning. *****...

The sinking full moon cast its ethereal glow over the earth, silvery tendrils of dreams. Still large and glowing, it lit my way as the overburdened wagon creaked southward towards the north gate of Valencia. The time was nigh; the attack would be at first light. With the majority of the Imperial troops decimated by the Alfarian ambush, Eldag and I had very little trouble reaching the main southern gate of Valenica. Our en...

The Alfar trudged across the open fields, just to the side of King’s Road. The heat of the God-sun summer beat its warm fury down upon us, creating one of the most beautiful days I’ve ever seen. While regimented and disciplined, the fey folk didn’t march, they strolled in unison, talking in their beautiful, lilting language, singing and humming. At the forefront, Saerwen, the queen of the mercenary band, in her ethereal b...

To Hell And Back Again CH 11

A friend is lost. A plan is born.

“Karen?” Logan gathered her gently into his arms. “Karen, can you hear me?” Her dark eyes fluttered open. “I don’t feel right,” she whispered. “Hurts.” “You’re going to be fine.” He pressed a wad of bandage against the bullet wound in her belly. There was, of course, no blood to soak up. Mist continued to seep out around the edges. Did first aid even work on damned souls? He had no clue. “You can’t die, my girl. You know...

To Hell And Back Again CH 10

The time for hiding is over. The enemy had found them.

Time passed slowly for Logan. As welcome and valued as Karen’s company was, he worried about Beauty nearly every waking moment. One day became two, and then nearly a week with no sign of the Succubus. More than once he considered going out to look for her, but among all the ravines and broken landscape, he knew the chances of running into her were slim to none. There was nothing to do except wait and hope all was well. On...

To Hell and Back Again CH 7

A new neighbor and a new dynamic for Logan and Karen

Karen watched as Logan checked the straps and buckles hugging Beauty’s generous curves one last time. Newly acquired leather armor and twin knives from the defeated, flying Succubus would keep their demon safe. Heavy pouches of coin were snug and secure for the long journey. The shopping list had been discussed and agreed on. He nodded and stepped back with a sigh. “You’re all set and good to go.” “Again?” the demon asked...