Fantasy

Sisterhood of the Stench – Part 3

Her eyes and nose no longer burned, though her eyes were bleary. "Thank the gods my mouth was closed," Rena thought. She hated to imagine how much her mouth and throat would have burned from the spray. "Are you through soaking in the creek?" asked Clara, "We really should be going." "I still smell like… Continue reading Sisterhood of the Stench – Part 3

Fantasy

Sisterhood of the Stench – Part 2

Mercy giggled and pointed behind them. Rena looked to see Shandella was lagging behind again. Alainna, who was behind with Shandella, because she was assigned to keep an eye on her, shrugged her shoulders and shook her head. "Poor Shandella, who knew it would be so hard to keep up with 'short stubby legs'" said… Continue reading Sisterhood of the Stench – Part 2

Fantasy

Sisterhood of the Stench – Part 1

They stank. They were dirty, grimy - and they stank. They sat down directly across from Rena Blackanvil. One had long matted blonde hair with icy blue eyes. She propped a formidable crossbow against her chair. The other had dark blondish looking hair done in two greasy braids.  She had leaned a nondescript shield against… Continue reading Sisterhood of the Stench – Part 1