Sep 7, 2012

While the Sleeping Irons Lie

Gnol the blacksmith sprang out of bed with uncommon desire pounding on her heart.
I'm going to forge the biggest sword in the world for the greatest hero in the world, she thought.
"Stop thinking out loud," her wife grumbled. "You're not seriously going to the forge at 16 AM?"

Horizontal Galaxy
by Vangel Naumovski (bio)

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