Monday, April 2, 2012

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The wooden stairs creaked underfoot as Tenser and Ehlissa descended into the cellar. The smells of fresh wood and old wine hung as thick as cobwebs in the air. They could see their way clearly by the light of an oil lamp in the room below. The lamp sat on a table next to the man they had come to see...


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4 comments:

  1. D.A.HowardAugust 29, 2012 at 5:10 AM

    I am loving it guys, keep it up.

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  2. AnonymousJanuary 21, 2013 at 9:14 PM

    Nice job working "Castles & Crusades" in there.

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  3. ScottJanuary 22, 2013 at 2:18 PM

    Thanks, Darrin. You should find little meta-fictional tidbits like that all through the story.

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  4. christopher December 12, 2017 at 5:52 AM

    I am just catching up onback log, so far. So good really liking your approach!

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