Eddy S.

War with the Huns is hell.  The rusty operation of the hangar door ushered in the thin morning wind and dew. Dawn hauled itself over the horizon, where all the world shrank to the sound of passing wind on the airstrip, and the pungent smell of tar.  A Nieuport 17 fighter waited in front of the hanger, where my boots were scuffed with dirt. The sides of the fighter were patched with thin metal sheets, strewn on roughly with nails and a mechanic’s blessing. It was not unlike cavalry bandaged...

In the corridors of Chinese history, Liu Chuyu was born a Princess to the Liu Song dynasty around the middle of the 3rd century. Famous...

Chapter 1: Twins A pale beam of light flowed quietly beneath the thick undergrowth of leaves. A crescent moon hung like a pale eyelid,...