Category Archives: Fantasy

Lawrence Harding                 “Come on.” Deliapene stamped her feet, incorporeal as they were. “Don’t you realise how many strings I had to pull to get this idea for you?”                 Lawrence didn’t even look up from his phone. Deliapene knew her influence was in there, somewhere, reaching into his head. But no matter how hardContinue reading “An Unamused Muse”

Lawrence Harding The demons had come out of nowhere. Literally, stepping out of nothing into the street, the living room, the kitchen, wherever they please.                 People were screaming everywhere. Garren didn’t know why. He didn’t want to look. He just wanted it to be over.                 Most of all he wanted Chrest to stopContinue reading “A Miscast Stone”

Lawrence Harding Luke had always wanted to be one with the pack. To run through the woods, a beast of purest power among other such beasts, under the approving light of the full moon. Though other children had cringed with fear at fireside stories of werewolves and shapeshifters, he had been enthralled. As soon asContinue reading “Calix Lupi”

Lawrence Harding More had come than Vetrevius had possibly expected, or hoped for. The crowd filled the churchyard, and even spilled out of it. Doubtless some were rabble-rousers or there to mock him, but the lack of airborne rotten vegetables suggested that this was, by and large, a crowd that was there to listen. BlessedContinue reading “404 Error: Miracle Not Found”

  Lawrence Harding   “Don’t use that mug.”                 Sarah’s eyes narrowed as she hesitated, her fingers just about to grip the handle. “Why?”                 “Because you shouldn’t use that mug, that’s all,” replied Laura, matter-of-factly, as she finished preparing the coffee. Sarah just scowled and shrugged.                              “It’s just a mug,” she said, and took itContinue reading “A Cool, But Useless, Mug”

Lawrence Harding Aleyn Rojér, master thief, had got lucky again.                 Not  that any of the purse-lifters and highway chancers who sometimes managed to sniff him out would believe it. They all wanted to know what the secret was behind his legend – the legend that was whispered in smoky dens and backwater inns forContinue reading “A Thief’s Blessed Luck”

Lawrence Harding                 “You’re certain there was nothing else in the room?” asked Kaldan.                 Inspector Pieler eyed his opposite number carefully as he prodded around the crime scene. He hated having to call the wizards in. Not that he had anything against them, though. Fine people, fine people when they weren’t setting things onContinue reading “The Trouble With Windows”

Lawrence Harding Cerbonius looked around to check no one was looking before removing the bottle from the chest. The chest was one of the latest of many, sent by merchants to the Count d’Hengue in the hope of earning his favour, and thus cheaper rates in his city. This one contained very few items thatContinue reading “A Fated Glimpse”

Lawrence Harding Far to the north, atop a mountain that towered above all others in the kingdom, stood a stele. A slab as broad as a man and twice as high, every inch of its surface was carved. Its frozen surface was a matter of record, a list of all those heroes who had diedContinue reading “Remembrance in Ice”