The city built with walls keeps out intruders and do-gooders alike; watchtowers along the bulwark unable to tell the difference from afar, yet they seek to take no risk. Nobody in, nobody out. The king's people yearn for the fruits and spoils beyond the city walls, and yet the king refuses and stands tall in … Continue reading The king, the dragon and the gold.
There once was a princess, a young girl of only eighteen. And she lived in a palace where the grass was green and the trees offered her ripe fruits as she walked by. The palace was a place of provision, of safety, of life and of nourishment; there was just one problem... The princess was … Continue reading The Feudal Grip.