Hey! Thanks for being part of Roulette Weal. I’ve been consistently pumping out standalone short fiction for three years. Today is a bit of a departure. It’s the beginning of a what I hope to be a much larger, even novel length piece of work.
I hope many of you enjoy it, obviously, but I know it won’t be everyone’s thing. I don’t want you to panic. I’m not entirely abandoning contemporary short fiction, but after 3 years of consistency, I have to play around a bit in my writer’s head for my own sanity.
If you are not a fantasy fan but find yourself enjoying this, please, please, please let me know.
Cheers and Gratitude,
Jimmy
If it was a rebellion, it was a strange one.
Metal tipped arrows flew over Chukaa Gorge to cheers of the Keylangi citizens to the east.
When the Keylangi crews fired the last of their stone tipped arrows, the Weddrians and assorted Vanucca…and Selvians? It was hard for Tonson Kawnyanne to tell… on the other side, retipped the arrows with metal, attached rope to them and fired back.
The bridge over Chukaa Gorge was being built with the cooperation of the cultures on either side.
As the ropes were tightened, and the first wood beam laid across, Tonson stared at the men amassed on the other side of the gorge, wondering which one had determined it could be done.
Friends and strangers told Tonson “when the bridge is complete, you’ll be a richer man.”
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