State Of The Verse

State Of The Verse

Hello my dear readers, it has been a bit since I’ve reached out and for that I am sorry. This missive will likely be a short one and I hope the intervening days have treated you well.

The past week has been exhausting, though not in a bad way. The day job hit a period of great work and I had a significant life event, a positive one, that required a great deal of physical labor.

If you are a regular you may have realized that I did not post up a fragment of fiction last week. I assure you it is coming. A sequel to a previous piece of fiction in fact.

Here’s an excerpt. -

It was the taste of lightning that drew Urkjorman from his slumber. Even before the words of Al’rashal drifted into his ears he knew the sun had dipped beyond the horizon.

“Your turn,” said Al simply as she leaned forward to offer a hand up.

Urk took her hand, much slimmer, softer and smaller than his own and allowed himself to be pulled to his feet and be amazed at the centaur’s strength. He should not have been, he had seen Al perform many feats of strength but she filled him with wonder just the same.

“What?” asked Al, her lips pulling into a smirk the way it did when he caught her doing something embarrassing.

“Nothing, I only admire the view,” answered Urk.

Al swatted his arm. “Well admire it as I trot to bed.”

Urk took her hand again as she moved to walk away. “Tend the fire well this eve, it will be cold.”

“It’s always cold Urk.”

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As you can see we are once again taking a step beneath the Shattered Skies and adventuring with Urk and Al. God willing you’ll see this the coming Thursday but it IS coming.

It feels good to be back under the Shattered Skies, but in truth I never left it as I am, slowly, working on the next Al and Urk story.

It also feels good to bring those stories to you my dear readers and more stories yet to come.

I hope the coming days treat you as well as they have treated me and a little better besides.

Thank you and God bless;

~S. Wallace