The Tarnished Ring – a short story

There once was a street urchin who played in the streets of London. Those were the days of horses and carts with the gutters filled with dung and sewage. The streets were a dirty filthy place to pass his day. “Ow” cried the boy as a merchant bopped him on the head. “Get you away…… Continue reading The Tarnished Ring – a short story

To See (joined and reworked)

Writing fiction is a new endeavor for me. Comments would be great, but if I get far with this I’ll probably finish it separately for obvious sorts of reasons 🙂 I’m leaving the first two posts up but will remove them in a few days if anyone wants to see how it changed. To See…… Continue reading To See (joined and reworked)