Out of the Box Short Stories
Out of the Box Short Stories
When the effects of the laced dart began to wear off, I woke up slowly, my surroundings unfamiliar and the sound of chains occasionally grinding in my ears. Time ticked by as though it was a day at peace, like the effects of grog or elixir binging wearing off, the…
When we reached the beach, I instructed five of my warriors to cover the right flank, five to go around the left side toward the valley and the rest to continue straight up the middle. I chose to join the warriors in the center, the place of greatest danger. As…
The vision before me was unbelievable, the last thing I’d expected on our approach to Akoni Farrin. I’d anticipated meting out punishment, domination, cowing the clan into terror and submission, but I stood at the rail of my ship in dumbstruck awe, staring at the bizarre apparition. I…
My day began well before daylight. My breakfast waited as I scoured the ship in search of Tilly. I found her curled up in the ships ropes, which were tucked into a corner of the deck, a partial roof for a covering and a rough burlap bag as her blanket…
The next morning as I awoke, I immediately noticed that the sea had grown much calmer, at least it seemed that way in comparison to the violent waters we’d been navigating thus far. My room didn’t buck and sway as much as it had the days before. The…
Tilly kept her word and warmed my bed that night. The experience was as pleasurable as I had imagined although our lovemaking didn’t help to soften her feelings toward me. I remained hopeful that she would eventually come around and begin to care for me. Her presence at night…
Tilly got her way and joined me on the ship for the journey to the southeastern farrins across the violent seas. I was desperate enough to learn anything I could of Akoni Farrin and its clan before arriving there and so I granted my coverling her wish. I kept Tilly…
At that instant, hiding behind the large potted plant, watching my woman and Struble converse on the back deck of the Grand Ball Room as though it was permitted caused my flesh to boil with rage. Ship Captain Struble moved in close to Tilly and said, “I don’t think…
I presented the completed gowns to Tilly the day before the ball. I expected some gratitude but she didn’t respond like the typical female. When I pulled them from the bag, she scowled at the sight of them and placed her hands on her hips in defiance. She looked…
A month passed and Tilly was no closer to softening toward me than before. I forced myself on her not long ago and suffered for it. A wretched, ugly bruise on my cheek was my reminder of the incident. Only in my childhood did I suffer such discoloration, inflicted predominantly…
