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Ferod stood in shock in front of the shrine. He’d distinctly heard the words.
“Are you sure you don’t want more?”
He didn’t really believe in the old gods. Nobody even seemed to remember the names of whatever god or gods this shrine might be dedicated to. But he had run out of money [...]
“Why were you in such a hurry to leave the last village?”
Roban looked at his daughter. She was also his apprentice in his trading business. He drove his wagon on a circuit amongst the towns and villages that extended hundreds of miles and weeks in time, buying and selling things that were available [...]
“We’re not going to bother with any of that marching crap,” said Jeffords to his troops. They were his because he was the only one in town with experience in combat, little as that was.
The villagers were lined up, sort of, in front of him. The idea was that he would prepare them [...]
The old man sat in his simple room looking at the bag of gold. “Use it however you want,” the rich young fellow had said. “I feel I need to give it to someone, and I have no idea who. I think you may know.”
The old man was renowned for his wisdom and [...]
He couldn’t be more than four or five years old, thought the headman. He really should know, as this was the son of the resident priest at the little shrine on the north edge of town. But he really couldn’t remember.
This is a work of fiction. All person’s, places, and events [...]
(See also A Fresh Perspective – II.)
For years merchant trains had passed through the town by the falls on their way to the great north-south trade route to the west. The terrain was terrible, but alternate routes were even worse. One could go two or three days journey southward, past the end of [...]
“We want you to recover the staff,” said the mayor.
“Why? Why not just make another one?” asked Jed. He was young and liked to do important things. Recovering a stick didn’t sound important.
“Make another staff?” asked the mayor incredulously.
This is a work of fiction. All persons places and events are products [...]
“The prince is coming here,” said the traveling merchant.
“How do you know this?” asked someone from the crowd.
“I saw him in a town far to the south, and members of his entourage told me he was heading this way. He plans to come all the way to the coast, and that will [...]
It all started with the resolution passed by the town council.
No, perhaps not. That might be giving it too much weight. It really started when Tomas got stinking drunk that evening. But since the council resolution comes into it, we’ll just have to start there.
It was passed unanimously, and was short and [...]
Iluan-ga had not felt such excitement for a very long time. She was 81 years old, and a member of a well-disciplined order whose members maintained physical and mental health, and reasonable emotional control.
She paused in her study of the ancient manuscript. PÂ-EKLI-TÎ-ÂN she read. “The saying of the master.” Not PÂ-EKLI-ÂN “a [...]
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Miniposts March 28 Christian Carnival Posted
(2012/3/30)
… at the Christian Carnival blog. Thanks to Maryann for posting it. ()
Christian Carnival Archives
(2012/3/23)
Rey at Bible Archive has been keeping these for some time. There is now a tab at the Christian Carnival blog linking to the archives. ()
Christian Carnival Tonight
(2012/3/14)
I’ll get it posted this evening … watch here for news! ()
March 7 Christian Carnival Posted
(2012/3/8)
… at Keyboard Theologians. ()
Feb 29 Christian Carnival Posted
(2012/2/29)
At Crossroads. And a fine carnival it is! ()
Christian Carnival (January 25, 2012) Posted
(2012/1/27)
… at Inspiks. Thanks for a good job from a minuteman volunteer! ()
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