Humble, battered and apologetic to any Van City women that I may have offended (the truth can sting), I have returned fair readers to continue my knightly tale. If you are just joining this story for the first time, the story begins here with A Knightly Tale and continues … [Read more...]
A Knightly Tale (a belated Valentines turned Birthday letter)
A dark night shrouds the misty moor. A fragrance of peat and decay is carried upon the breeze and a white mist wafts in slowly from the seashore. A ray of moonlight is reflected off a shiny steel surface. The glint of the knight's armour betrays his presence. Yet, he moves … [Read more...]
