Quiet the Running Mind (Simon’s Saga)

Sunlight brushed the rooftops of the village, passing through drifting smoke from outdoor kitchens and wayward fog still not ready to go about it’s day. The village was positioned on the Northern edge of the great forest such that, though it had come out over an hour...

Finding The Tribe (Simon’s Saga)

SIMON STOOD LIGHTLY ON THE FALLEN TREE, A mass of wood big enough to be a small house if only it were hallow. But this one was definitely not hallow; Simon could feel it’s immensity by the way it met his gentle steps with the resolute presence of a mountain. How these...