Worthy By Deed Alone: Part 3
His hand was held out to me steady and strong. A sword, his sword, rested across his palm. My eyes went from his to the sword and back again. It was then I noticed...
Author: Rockham
Worthy By Deed Alone: Part 1
My father taught me a lesson long ago. As he stood over my bruised and battered form after sword training one day. “Son,” he said to me, “men are not worthy of merit, honor,...
Worthy By Deed Alone: Part 2
But fate has fickle plans for all men. Even though it had not been eight years since i had last spoken to my father. Four years in service, two at war, and two on...
