I decided to take the plunge and participate in National Novel Writing Month in November. What’s that, you may ask? Well it is a kind
Originally posted on Fictionspawn Monsters:
There was a sound coming from the central square. A sound they’d never heard before, so smooth and soft, so…
Mitch waits in the night for a new victim, but his victim may not be what she seems…
My feet are making flapping noises as I run. The red carpet isn’t as soft as it looks. My chest hurts. My voice is coming
A farmer and a dog go on a darkly magical adventure.
The armor clanked loudly, almost drowning out the sounds of hooves clicking on the cobblestone. The knight looked around, eyes moist and burning.