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Stories in the series "Mouse"

# 1: “I am my Lord’s Possession”

By: | DargonZine 8, Issue 2

[20 Firil, 1004.]   Sir Ongis Fennic scrounged up a drumstick and strolled over to a window. His sharp, commanding black eyes gazed out at the morning shadows and mud of his courtyard. With wolfish ferocity, he tore into the cold leg he held. His black hair and physical strength only added to the lupine resemblance. (It was a pity that his oversized nose spoiled any appearance of feral cunning.)   "She still there?" he asked around his gnawing.   "Yes," Cahill replied. Cahill partook of ... [ Read More ]

# 2: Falsehoods

By: | DargonZine 9, Issue 6

Melrin, 1004   Aardvard Factotum gazed across his desk at his visitor. He was the leading merchant of knowledge in Dargon and apparently did quite well at his trade. His office was opulent. His expression, however, was oblivious of the riches surrounding him, being intent solely on sizing up his visitor. Cahill felt appraised.   Cahill was Sir Ongis' clerk. He was visiting Dargon because Sir Ongis had come for the Melrin festivities and brought him along. Originally, Sir Ongis had hoped to present ... [ Read More ]

# 3: Sleepers Awake

By: | DargonZine 9, Issue 7

Brother Muskrat watched the wagon roll up the track to the yard.   His real name was Gerevin, but weeks could go by between uses of that name. Day to day, his name was Muskrat. And his real role at Rockway House was Master of the Scriptorium, but on as pleasant a day as it was today, he awarded himself a day off and was strolling outside the house, enjoying the air and the view. So he happened to be the first ... [ Read More ]