“But when the dragon is speaking, it will seem to you then that is bread was made from sawdust. Our words to you will seem full of malice. The water in this pitcher will be remembered as foul. And when you enter that great darkness, do not doubt in the dark what you knew in the light.”
“This is for our wives and children. This is for the people whose lives will be ravaged if we fail to stop Ubel’s brothers. But most of all, we fight for our King—to advance his purposes and to bring him glory. Today, good will triumph over evil. Be strong and of good courage, trust your sword, show no fear. Resist! And win!”
The Benefield Bookmark has come a long way since my first post on April 16, 2020. Today I open up the archives and explore some of my writing projects from over the years with the goal of providing you some entertainment and perhaps encouragement that all writers will be bad before they’re good.
Seven castle guards watched the small wooden bridge that led from the castle grounds to the village below. All seven were at attention, all with shining swords and iron-studded shields, all eyes watching the village. Then, from their left, six warriors rose from a small wrinkles in the landscape, swords drawn, bellowed their warrior cry, and attacked.