Super Short Story: Pugnacious 2/2

Banyon entered the keep. There was the aristocracy, their fine dress half eaten by insects. They may have nibbled on it themselves in their struggle with hunger. Banyon smiled and walked towards the stairwell. Before he got there a guard with sunken eyes stopped him. “Sir, the Queen, requests your company in the throne room,” … Continue reading Super Short Story: Pugnacious 2/2