The water heater was making noise again. I’d been working through Mom’s repair list since I’d gotten back from the marina. Things had been kind of all over the place since I’d gotten … [See More on Patreon]
Patreon: The Masks of Janus – Chapter 17
The tribesmen had come two days earlier, three men on camels riding out of the Sinai wastes, approaching the picket line calmly, hands raised. Their spokesman was a man named Tariq, a face like worn leather. To Cormac’s surprise, he spoke decent Punic, which was the language shared by most… [See More on Patreon]
Patreon: The Masks of Janus – Chapter 16
“They’re pulling back again,” the runner said, still breathing hard from the climb up from the lead companies. “Six hundred, maybe seven hundred, making for a low ridge… [See More on Patreon]
Patreon: The Masks of Janus – Chapter 15
“Your Majesty,” one of the guards shouted as the doors burst open unexpectedly during the assembly of local businessmen brave enough to be seen going… [See More on Patreon]
Patreon: The Masks of Juno – Chapter 14
The space around the extra-large drydock had been empty for months, since the Victorious had been launched. It was too big for any other design in the fleet; with enough changes, it couldn’t be used to build caravels or other merchant ships the rest of the shipyards… [See More on Patreon]
Patreon: The Masks of Janus – Chapter 13
Cormac had pushed as far forward as he could without endangering the forward outpost to assault, which was a low ridge of sand and scrub about twelve kilometers north of the main camp they had set up at Pelusium, close enough to the Gaza approaches that the cavalry screens had already made contact twice with […]