The dreaded morning arrives, with an attitude, of course.
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Vengeance Deferred
[ An excerpt from "The Dragon Heartstone," book 2 of my Westfal series. ] The road along the Silver River snaked with it, undulating over many ridgelines that radiated from the northern end of the Krador Mountains. Small, scattered patches of woodland lined the turns and twists, filling valleys and spilling along the shorelines. Hiding … Continue reading Vengeance Deferred