bravery falls in the dead of night

When silent lay the caterwauls and wails and deathly faint drop foot-falls ‘cross the floor our hero dwells on all that quest entails and once again he contemplates the door. The lock secure, the wood and screws and nails, could they withstand a battle-axe, or more? Could they hold up when enemies assail? The thoughtsContinue reading “bravery falls in the dead of night”