Monthly Archives: January 2008

No one ever claimed Warren, the Court Jester’s son, was the smartest cookie in the batch. He wasn’t even half-smart… or even barely smart. To be quite blunt, at the age of nineteen he was considered by most of Tonapolis … Continue reading →

Meg hurried out the servants’ entrance in the castle kitchen with a rucksack filled with ultra-sugary sweet rolls. She probably should have taken something hearty or healthy, but she didn’t have time to nitpick apples versus potatoes and the sweets … Continue reading →

Far off, in a place not tread by the feet of man, where the trees were a little bigger and the flowers a little wilder, was the edge of the Mysterious Glen. There stood a three-foot Gnome impatiently tapping his … Continue reading →