Fantasy

‘We're here.’ ‘What?’ Sir Gawain stared around the damp misty valley, then turned to his squire. ‘Are you sure?’ ‘Yes, look.’ His squire held up the sat-nav. Sir Gawain clunked across to her. He was sure the constant drizzle was making his armour rusty, seizing it up slowly. His squire showed him the sat-nav screen. ‘Here be Dragons!’ It said.

Danella walks to her next assignment through the Temple complex and the city. She considers whether she should leave the Priesthood and find a male partner to raise children with.

In the beginning there was only Zero; an immense, empty void of Zero-ness that could not be subtracted, divided or multiplied but because time had...

He's here. At last. She's hidden in the attic of the great hall, pressed low amongst the grainstores, with her eyes pressed up to a gap between...