Merry Christmas to my Beloved Readers! 3/3 The west gates to the city were open wide, as they always were. Mist’s hooves rang loudly on the stone streets.The lights in the inn were bright and warm when we arrived. I directed Miurian to the back door, which, thankfully, Mist was just small enough to pass … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 50
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Raising a Hero-chapter 49
Merry Christmas my Beloved Readers! 2/3 I didn’t stop walking until I reached the forest. By then the sun had set and the navy of night was just slurping up the last of gray evening. The trees seemed just as welcoming as they had been when I had first woken up here, though I doubted … Continue reading Raising a Hero-chapter 49
Raising a Hero–chapter 48
Merry Christmas my beloved readers! 1/3 Gus wasn’t happy this time either. “What was there to think about? Just ask him for money, loads of it, enough to set us up for life.” “Because money is something that can easily be stolen from you. I was thinking it might be better to invest in skills … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 48
Two Months Old
Since today is my first little boy's birthday, I thought I'd post something up about when he was a baby. Oh, how he became my muse. A fuzzy owl by his cheek, a partner on the other. he stares up, oblivious, then feels their triangle ears. Milk? No. Soft thing? "Owls!" he seems to yell … Continue reading Two Months Old
Raising a Hero–chapter 47
Two transfers of protein from new knights, two more sessions of bone smoosh and sweep, and the nobleman wasn’t recognizable form the twisted, defeated creature I’d first met in the temple. He literally jumped for joy, watching his own legs in fascination. “This is what it’s like to not feel pain,” he said, jumping again. … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 47
Raising a Hero–chapter 46
I didn’t know how much time passed. I lost awareness of my body for a time, wholly involved in sweeping out the proteins from the knight’s body to the nobleman’s. When I found the knight’s level reaching to just below the amount that Hal had, being an old man whose bone growth had little inciters … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 46
Morning Sickness
Last the days though one night is impossible. Survival through sheer what? Enduring cannot be wasting and withering, and begging for death. Many others have survived. Speak of the night like a fond ghost story, still tingling with horror, because newborns are worth it. Worth it... It's not the worth I fear, nor the lack … Continue reading Morning Sickness
The Responsible Party
Fill me full of dreams while an angel destroys a kitchen and burns holes in the carpet with a child's dream of a match bonfire. Say I may have luck while reprimanding the me, the mom, because the angel spilled the juice left soda on the stairs and got into, yet more matches. Say I'm … Continue reading The Responsible Party
Raising a Hero–chapter 45
Two days later, after much research into the blood and bones of Milly, Hal, Gus, and Derrick (as well as plenty of practice of knowing my limit before getting a nosebleed), I found myself once more seated in Priest Miurian’s little room next to the bed, where the nobleman, today dressed in less austere shades … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 45
Raising a Hero–chapter 44
Gus wasn’t happy. “Are you stupid? Just telling that random woman that you’re a healer?” “I think she’d understand my situation, being a healer herself.” And if nothing else, I trusted priest Miurian to not let her in if he thought she’d go around turning me into the crown. “Where the hell do you get … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 44
Author T.S. Lowe 