Barton said, leering down at him with his good eye. Do something or die, Wizard. A spell came to mind. Huh! Am I ready this time? For a dragon? He wrapped his arm around Barton’s ankle and yelled upward. “Barton!” “WHAT?” “Ho...
Oran said to Nath. The old pair were sitting at a table inside the underling's cave lair, leagues away from the Underland. Oran had been working with Nath, teaching him the common language of Bish. Nath had found just about everything within the lair disturbing and odd—the...
What happened!?” Henry was almost yelling. The distraught look on her sweet face unsettled him. They had been going at it for over fifteen minutes. Sitting on the car hood, arms folded, she kept her head buried in her chest. He knew how stubborn she could be. They’d been on again, off again, over...