Dungeon & Treasure Novels & Stories

The moment I unwrapped it, my hands froze. Inside the box lay the bullet casing pendan—the same one I had thrown into the pond. Its metal surface was dull with rust, but someone had carefully polished it. It caught the light with a faint glimmer. My heartbeat quickened. An unfamiliar emotion flooded my heart. The package also came with a letter. The familiar handwriting instantly brought to mind that sunlit afternoon ten years ago. I recalled the image of Jim hunched over my desk and doing his homework as light streamed through the windows.

"It sounds silly, but it helped us pass the time." "I don't doubt it." Dante leaned back, the picture of casual insouciance. "What would you liken me to?" A dragon. Glorious in his power, terrifying in his anger, and magnificent even in repose. "If you'd asked me before our truce, I would've said an ill-mannered boar," I said instead. "Since we're being nice, I'll upgrade you to a honey badger." "The most fearless animal in the world. I'll take it."