Smoke In the Hills

Smoke in the Hills – Part One

Smoke in the Hills – Part Two

The mage and the warrior rode through the silent hills. The light of the westering sun became a sullen fire, and shadows lengthened, shrouding vales in the blue of an early twilight.

Smoke in the Hills – Part Three

Ada Torfmoss did not resist when the goblins took her. One halfling girl could not hope to resist twelve goblins.

Smoke in the Hills – Part Four

Comillas’s pulse did not quite return to normal. He was sure he had seen the girl slip into the crack, away from the creature. But that thing was out here with him. Could he outrun it, mounted?

Smoke in the Hills – Part Five

Black shapes stirred in the half-light, bulbous heads and crooked limbs. Their harsh voices seemed to croak, even in a whisper. From time to time the firelight caught their eyes, and circles the size of saucers flashed in the dark.

Smoke in the Hills – Part Six

Something in him loved a fight. Something in him enjoyed risking it all, his whole life on a single throw of the dice. That part was howling for this moment.