“Not much to tell.” Iamerge’s mind raced as he thought over what he should and shouldn’t tell. The best course always seemed to reveal the least, “I washed up on the Skellig and Gospels was there to pull me out, care for me, feed me, such as there was on that bleak place.” Jim Cooper […]
If the United States of America ceases to be, if we implode into a wasteland of warring barbarians picking through the bones of a once great society or live (if you can call it that), exist rather, as slaves of Imperial China it won’t be the end of the world.
“Bres my boy, let’s give the Bass of Knowledge a little more time to listen to the wind and to the land and to the giants dreams. Let’s you and I have a walk and a stretch and I’ll tell you about the Dagda.” They pulled in their lines and set them aside, then hand in hand they walked up the hill that held the little pond in its embrace.
Lugh went looking for Oatey after the not so honorable Martel Jones had left. The party was over, but there were still folk cleaning and straightening. Polite directions and sly smiles followed him as he wandered from server to cook to reveler to chambermaid and at last through passages, dark and narrow, to a low doorway, […]
The king, Concubar, strode into the coolness of his great hall followed by his champion, his druid, and a small boy who’s finger bore a ring that made his claim to be his son. Concubar made directly for his throne, but paused as he approached, “So you say that you will give your name to […]
“Ruaridh Ua Birlinn, what can you tell me about him?” asked Iamerge. Jim took a swig of his ale and then thumped it down on the bar, “Ruaridh is a fine fellow. As it turns out he’s a better trader than his father. He runs his business tight like he used to run the ships […]