In the Shadow of Death
“Hey ghost girl, ghost girl…” Not again, I pleaded, keeping my eyes shut as tight as I could, trying to pretend to be asleep.
“I know you’re awake; your breathing changed, come on, I need your help, the others said you’d help me.” The shaking hand continued, this time pulling on the edge of my bonnet.
“If I help you, it’s at the expense of my sanity,” I answered slowly, turning over in bed, keeping my eyes closed to the specter that I knew stood at my bedside.
I heard a chuckle and slowly sat up, turning on the light near my bed. As I opened my eyes, a relatively handsome young man knelt on the floor near my bed. “There is no genius without a touch of madness right? Will you help?”
Did I have a choice? “I’ll help you, but just give me the rundown for tonight, I’m drained, I have work in the morning.”
He shrugged, coming to a stand. “No problem, I’ve been waiting years for someone to help me. Time is nothing to me. I am outside of it now.”
Raising an eyebrow, I blinked and looked at him as he stared out my window. “Is that sarcasm?”
“Not at all.” Turning back to me, he smiled. “Ok, so listen…”
The Mountain Lords
Bear, tiger, wolf and dragon. A mountain lord is born when an animal learns to take the shape of a man. When he becomes the perfect blend of myth and reality. The Mountain lords are more animal than man, keeping their lands safe for thousands of years, they have become to epitome of the countries they hold dear. Yet, there is a curse that afflicts them, they were never human, and cannot hold their forms without…her.