M. A. Mehan
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"It simply isn't an adventure worth telling if there aren't any dragons." ~ J. R. R. Tolkien
storyteller // vampire // drink goblin // arizona desert rat
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Silver Tears
They were so close. The pass was so close. They only had to make it a little farther and they’d be safe. Rowyn leaned over Kharag’s scaly back, urging him onwards. She could feel the exhaustion in the uneven beat of his wings, and her heart broke for him. He was too young to be flying so far and resting so little. But with the huntsmen at their backs, she couldn’t sacrifice precious time to change mounts to one of the other three dragons.
By M. A. Mehan 2 months ago in Fiction
Perfect Little Pirate. Top Story - April 2024.
The rough, sodden rope bit into her fingers as she swung over the roiling water far below. Reaching out with the toe of her boot, she managed to catch hold of the rain-soaked railing of the ship- and promptly slipped. Throwing herself forward, she landed hard on the deck, slamming her elbows against the wood planks. Her sharp yelp of pain quickly bubbled into a laugh, and she rolled onto her back, laughing up at the gray sky as a torrent of rain washed away the soot covering her skin.
By M. A. Mehan 2 months ago in Fiction
Descent. Top Story - April 2024.
“60 seconds.” Aris tightened her grip on the overhead handhold. The troop transport shook like a leaf in a windstorm as it battled through the atmosphere. Dim lights flickered on and off as the ship’s systems were battered by pelting rain and narrowly dodged blasts from laser cannons on the surface of the planet.
By M. A. Mehan 3 months ago in Fiction
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