Author Archives: Douglas

Rhoda’s Death

Wendle looked at the girl. "She was a sorceress. A...the Bearfort sorceress." She snatched the monk's attention from the floor. "And my sister." Wendle's words dropped like a bell from a tower.
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I Finally Kill a Main Character (almost)

"Hold still, Rho-sweet," Wendel said. "It's not as bad as it looks. You're going be abed for a couple days, but we've got time to find Morgan." The monk squeezed her arm firmly then released his grip slowly; it was as bad as it looked.
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A Little More Notion

Mother Notion tecked a switch on the dash between the two handles. The pushcart rocked up on its skids like a llama standing from a kush.
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