Breathe it in now, for tomorrow the air may sour. – Pyanni saying
In which a father decides not to repeat the same tale.
A newcomer to Layor brushes up against the locals.
Continuing the series about the fall of the Pyanni Empire, in this story, we go to the front lines, where it is hard to believe they are winning this war.
A brief look at a mother and daughter fleeing the ravages of the War of the Tandonni. This is my contribution to this week’s Friday Fictioneers challenge. To see the photo prompt, click here — and don’t forget to click on the blue frog to see everyone else’s (always excellent!) stories.
Another story about understanding the fall of an empire, one person at a time. This person: a noblewoman missing her son, who should have returned from the war by now.