Es war spät in der Nacht. Stellvertretender Butler Hans stand vor dem Fürsten Deruth. Er begann seinen Bericht während Deruth ihm ruhig zuhörte, bis der fertig war. “Er schläft gerade Continue Reading →
Choi Han lehnte sich nun nicht mehr gegen die Wand und drückte seinen Körper hoch. Sein Körper war nach links geneigt, wahrscheinlich weil sein rechter Knöchel verstaucht war und sich Continue Reading →
Aderes jammed the torch into a crack and held her spear in both hands. The weapon was ornate, yet sturdy. There was no point in carrying a purely decorative weapon Continue Reading →
The old farmer seemed averse to silence. He didn’t let the quiet of the road settle at all, as he immediately asked, “So, how old are you Jonathan?” “I’m eighteen.” Continue Reading →
Jonathan woke up, let Biscuit graze, and do her business outside, and came back to the cave to have breakfast. The biscuits were gone, but he still had some things Continue Reading →
They reached the town later than they expected, as it took them three days. It was a small town, hidden in the evergreen forest. The snow had melted a few Continue Reading →
“Thank you very much for all of the help, Mister Jonathan.” “You’re welcome.” “But, why did you help me?” Joseph was wary; it showed in his eyes. Too much help Continue Reading →
Kern rolled over. His expression, cast in shadows by the moonlight, was bitter. “I don’t want to be a farmer. I want to be a swordsmith,” he confessed. “My Dad Continue Reading →
Jonathan woke up with soreness in his neck that wasn’t just from the wound. He vowed to buy a small pillow, or perhaps another blanket he could ball up under Continue Reading →
Jonathan steered Biscuit back to the main road. Fortunately, the horse didn’t put up a fight about the change in rider. Jonathan had ridden before on two horses: a palomino Continue Reading →