of The Inn of Stormy Nights
Some of my favorite stories are just whispers told when the moon is high and the fire is low. They come as the horizon between waking and sleeping is met. They are the stories that have no clear beginning or ending and no one is quite sure where they came from. Some discount these stories …
I am not supposed to play favorites, as the keeper of all the stories that ever were, ever will be and always are, but I do. I have a favorite. My favorite are the curious who end up in extraordinary situations. Situations they never would have experienced had they the sense to sit still at …