'It had been like old times… so much so, that John almost wondered if they'd ever grown up at all, if they weren't caught in a never-ending childhood contained between the shores of that great and silent lake.' A brief glimpse in two parts.

This is a story of beautiful damsels and handsome knights, high adventure and fiery steeds. Ships sail and storms rage, and beneath the mountain, monsters waken. If you think you can stand the terror, bare the excitement and hold your sides against the laughter than click on the above link. If not, keep looking. Bookverse. Canon.

A young war correspondent strong-arms an Air Marshall into letting her go on a bombing run. Edited.

What might have been.

Being the Account of the Squirrel, Bartholomew Nutty, and how he came to understand that even Small Animals can be Useful to Great Kings. Merry Christmas to All!

Or, whatever happened to 1930? Merry Christmas!