An Espresso Tale By Accipiter G. Goshawk In a time in-between, Urgu the Dark leapt up from his hollow in the ground and enslaved the world. He forged great chains of fire and iron, and used them to bind the great dragons. Caverns of rock and ice he made to hold the animals. He fashioned … Continue reading The flight of the goshawk
An Espresso Tale By Accipiter G. Goshawk This is another Espresso Tale inspired by ABK’s Promptcast. The prompt this week was “Snake People” and I have to say that I had a bit of a hard time finding the idea I was looking for. It seems that in the end I found something 😉 A … Continue reading Sloughing
Hello again! First, a huge thank you once again to the amazing ABK for setting up his fun Fantasy Promptcast (seriously, check it out) and for his Friday narration/review video! I know I’ve said this a lot (in comments, in the last blog post, I maybe even muttered it during my morning coffee), but thank … Continue reading Blog 2: what’s in a name?
By Accipiter G. Goshawk This is the conclusion of Thorn's tale, which started in Mirror of Lies Part I and Part II. I hope you've enjoyed this story and I'd love to hear what you think of it in the comments below! Have a nice day! He wasn’t quite sure how long they walked. All … Continue reading The Mirror of Lies: Part III
A Cursed Eight short story By Accipiter G. Goshawk “Wequ Island is within our sights, sir. We should be there within the next five minutes.” Inquisitor Jarr of the priesthood of Mirkal squinted against the midday sun. He sighed heavily; he detested these little forays into the backwater regions of the world. “At least it’s … Continue reading The pirate’s gambit
An Espresso Tale By Accipiter G. Goshawk Once, some time ago, a man freed a genie from a particularly dusty old bottle. The genie was so grateful, that it swore to make the man’s greatest wish come true. “All I really want is to be happy,” the man told the towering creature. “Can you help … Continue reading Future eyes and wandering feet
A Cursed Eight Short story By Accipiter G. Goshawk The story picks up where we left it in The Fool’s Death Part I… In a forgotten alley, a broken corpse gasped back to life. Pain wracked Laurent Rold’s shivering shape, as the cold night air settled on his skin and crept into his bones. Something … Continue reading The Fool’s Death: Part II