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The Last Pendragon, Chapter 4

FOUR  The cavalry reached the top of a low hill as the sky paled with the first streaks of dawn. Irion called a halt to rest the horses and eat a quick meal. They had ridden hard all night, hunched against a wind that blew thin and cold into their faces, fretting past them to … Continue reading →

The Last Pendragon, Chapter 3

THREE Irion sipped from his horn of ale and leaned back against the smooth bark of a beech tree. The wind was sharp and chilled his back even as the crackling wood fire scorched his face and hands. Off to the north other fires burned, some on hills nearby, others more distant, only bright sparks … Continue reading →

The Last Pendragon, Chapter 2

TWO  Irion and Gwythur slowed their horses to a walk as they started down the hill toward the Sabrina River. Behind them, laughing and talking, came a small company of armed warriors cloaked in the green colors of Gwent. Here the Sabrina was still wide and flecked with white foam, more sea than river, and … Continue reading →

The Last Pendragon, Chapter 1

ONE  The gray fortress of Caerlon rang with the clamor of shouts and curses, the snorting of horses, and the clatter of metal on wood. Inside it warriors fought a mock battle with blunt swords. One side, wearing green strips of cloth tied around their arms, slowly pressed the other side back toward the stone … Continue reading →

Escapist Trash

A friend who is very ‘literary’ asked me the other day why, with all the social problems and issues facing the world these days I choose to write “escapist trash.” I wasn’t sure how to answer the ‘trash’ accusation, trash being a value judgment. I hope the quality of my writing is better than trash, … Continue reading →

The Last Pendragon

Prologue   CAMLANN   Arthur, High King of Britain, wearily glanced at the piece of broken spear in his hand and cast it aside. Shading his eyes against the dying sun, he looked down into the valley. The green turf, now smeared with red, lay torn and gouged by hundreds of horses and littered with … Continue reading →