The king was now many days from Belvedere, climbing slowly toward the montane of the Grassmere. The terrain was rugged and steep, rocky e...

From Chapter 1: Bewilder pushed open the massive oak doors and entered the castle, sword drawn, scanning for movement and listening for s...

Today I am contemplating the contours of the human heart. Certainly every human heart has topography as rich and varied as the myriad lan...