Daily Archives: June 8, 2016

The Goddesses have a Thing for Those that Fight on Within the storm, I looked at the giant Trident Serpent in the middle of the whirlpool. I crossed my arms, and from the water spray, my body was soaked. On … Continue reading →

Trident The guest room I used to sleep. In it, I lay, dead tired from the break of dawn. I’m sure my face was quite pale. It was painful to move, and I felt terrible. A bucket was left nearby, … Continue reading →