Mother of Her Father
Fatima watched her father bury his head in his hands as he sat in his tent. She had seen him put on a brave face in front of all the men, for they relied on…
Fatima watched her father bury his head in his hands as he sat in his tent. She had seen him put on a brave face in front of all the men, for they relied on…
The Abbot of Langhorntown was exhausted. After the destruction of his town by a crotchety dragon, he had helped the people rebuild. But then the town was raided by a band of raving Picts. Once…
Rebecca gleaned back at the shore, one last time. A slight twinge of fear entered her breast. Like Lot’s wife, she swore not to look back, and just like Lot’s wife, she broke that promise.…
Having run all the way from home, Felicity sank back against the wall at her father’s store to catch her breath as Mr. Merriman attended to a customer. Watching and listening to the goings-on with…
Something moved. I sat up slowly, afraid that abruptly stirring the murky darkness might give life to my fears, and looked around. Were my eyes playing tricks on me? There was nothing but the pitch…
Village in Arabia, circa 7th Century In the training yard, a middle-aged man and a teenage boy circled and lunged at one another, the air cracking as their weapons clashed. “I yield!” cried the boy, as…
Twelve years of chaos, seven of war. His eyes searched out the window in silence. Ever since the day when Death had knocked on every door, it had never been as it was. There was…
The BBC/PBS miniseries Wolf Hall is six hours of some of the most absorbing television (or just storytelling generally) I’ve ever seen. I have not yet read the books by Hilary Mantel on which the…
I have long feared that my sins would come back to haunt me, and the cost is more than I can bear. God does not let the evil go unpunished; He is a God of…
Copy Right Text | Design & develop by AmpleThemes