As the last of the logs glow in the fireplace, a cold dampness sets in over the monastery. I dip the quill into the ink pot and return to my meticulous and mediocre task. I sigh, glancing at the heavy tome awaiting my transcription.
Instead my mind wanders to distant lands. Spending too many lifetimes wondering “what if”? That’s how the stories go. I create descriptive worlds and unforgettable characters. And collect them here for you to read.
Inspired by fantasy, fairy tales, and the macabre I follow where the story goes. And sometimes that means avoiding my actual duties. Seriously, what else is a salty scribe to do?
Whether you have extra time or not, join me as I wander through new places, people and wonders.
The Scribbling Scribe 