Random avatar

JamesB

  • The Messenger - all for a penny

    Running down the street Jarik dodged and weaved past the people in the street on his way. This was an important one. He knew from the expression on old Tegrath’s ...

    • Short Story
    • Action / Adventure
    3 min read


“Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number. Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you— Ye are many—they are few.”
— Mary Shelly