S. F. Lydon
Sean Francis Lydon grew up in Cumberland RI. He attended Mt. St. Charles Academy and Quinnipiac University. He has a book of short stories entitled “Distant Worlds” coming out soon.
A Heart of Ice
Vamira soared through the air, her scales shining pearly white in the light of the full moon. Her massive wings beat the frigid air, keeping her aloft in the clear, night sky. The massive peaks of the Crown of the World rose around her. The southernmost part of the range was still so far to the north that snow covered the ground year-round. Few dragons remained this far south. Most had retreated to the farthest reaches of the mountains to make their lairs.
The Nature of Heroes
Jak Owinsson stood upon the edge of the forest looking down on the military encampment below. He had finally made it. After two days of travel, he had found the camp of the Battlehawks; the most respected mercenary company in all of Kendar. He would finally be able to join the war and leave his boring farm life behind.
How Did I Get Here?
The sound of the rain drumming on the roof of my sixteen-year-old, rusty, black Camry is nearly soothing, as I sit in the parking lot of the warehouse. The grey light of the coming dawn is softened by the overcast skies. It’s almost too dark to see…almost.