Venture inside to the world of vampires, ghosts, ladies and gentlemen of the court, murderers, pirates and thieves. These are the stories taken from the ballads that were sung in the courts ruled by Kings and Queens in the days of yore.
From the short story Reynardine:
A vampire hunter. That's what I have become. I carry around a stake I fashioned from the branch of an Ash tree. Last summer, the summer I and my twin sister, Roberta turned fourteen I was apprenticed to a Master Carpenter; Roberta to a dressmaker.
"Robert," she said, "we shall be rich and famous someday. I for my dresses and you for your furniture." I laughed at her nonsense. How I wish she were here to tell me something equally nonsensical today. It is because of Roberta that I am here, waiting.
I've been writing since I was eight years old and self-published a book of poems as gifts for family during the holidays. Okay, I three hole punched the sides of several sheets of unlined paper I painstakingly copied my poetry onto. I then tied them with red ribbons. At...
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