Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 47.6 — At the City Gates

Ch. 47.6 -- A drizzle began. By the time Mr. Dumfries reached the city gates, his cloak was beaded with drops. The two guards, who had been drinking and playing cards at a table under the eaves by the gates, stood up with sneers on their faces. “Well, well, if it isn’t old Gramps,” said…

Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 46.2 — Rescue

Ch. 46.2 – Miss Pringle walked between the four enormous guards. Her heart was full of misery. She expected to be thrown in prison, or even executed. All her life’s work would be for naught. The night was dark, lit only by the stars and the street lamps. The air was heavy, the silence oppressive. Suddenly,…

Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 41.1 — Beware of Late Night Visitors

Ch. 41.1 -- Janine was making her last rounds through the dragon’s caves for the night -- closing curtains, tidying, and locking up -- when someone banged on the front door. The heavy sound echoed in the hallway. She glanced at her pocket watch. “Hmph. It’s pretty late for visitors.” The dragon stuck his head…

Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 40.9 — A Conversation with the King

Ch. 40.9 -- Butterfingers rushed away to the kitchen, where Cook and her assistants kneaded bread dough, stirred the stew, peeled potatoes, and chopped up a large chunk of beef. Cook did not look happy. “Something’s wrong here,” she muttered. “King on his deathbed, Queen sick, royal children missing, and they want to have a…

Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 40.7 — Butterfingers in the Castle

Ch. 40.7 – Butterfingers scurried along his usual route through the secret passageways of the castle. He had just opened the secret door behind the statue in the alcove across from the queen’s apartment when the large doors opened. Butterfingers shrank back out of sight. Two enormous guards carried the queen out of her rooms…

Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 40.4 — What Happened at the Castle

Ch. 40.4 -- Mr. Dumfries made his way through the narrow, snowy streets until he reached the castle gates. His breath puffed out in a frosty cloud, and his hands tingled with cold. He knocked on the small side door, and a guard dressed in furs opened the narrow window. “Who goes there?” “I am…

Jay B. R. Wokky Ch 17.1 to 17.3 — Another Visit from Eli

Ch 17.1 Life in Prison -- Ezra got up, ran a hundred laps around his room, did thirty pushups and then fifty situps. Afterwards, he stared out the window at the sundial hill, which had now crumbled. Ezra was sure he was going to die of boredom. After all, there was only so much time…