Queen Gertie, cunning and knowing both her kingdom and children better than Humphrey, found the best hunter. The hunter was given gold and the ransom note, which presented three challenges. The hunter accepted.
The Hunter
The Trophy Hunter
The trophies that decorated Sven’s house were extraordinary, as Sven would tell you himself. On his walls hung the heads of some of the most elusive creatures: a sleepy giant, a wolf who claimed to be big and bad, a large bear with a hankering for porridge. In some circles Sven was revered, though others... Continue Reading →
The War Council
The lid to the sewing basket was broken, a hinge fell of years ago. Inside the basket were sparse spools of black and white cotton – sturdy and good for mending. Luke, twelve years-old, a practiced hand at Frankenstein stitches, sat cross-legged on the cold and drafty floor. His tongue protruded. One eye closed, the other squinted as he attempted to thread the needle. He missed … again. A breath of frustration escaped his lips, shifting brown, shaggy hair that fell jaggedly over his eyes.
Shannon McCauley - Author 