Her True Form

I remember that day well. The light of torches cast a yellowish-brown glow on the cave walls which was strange as there were no torches to be seen, just the glow that they cast. I was deep within the cave, totally unprepared for the task at hand. No rope, no pickaxe, no shovel, nor flashlight.…

Letters from Unsung Heroes: The Train – Fieldcrest R. W. Wallace the Sixth

To whom it may concern My name is Fieldcrest R. W. Wallace the Sixth. I am writing to inform you of the dissatisfaction I have over your locomotive as my choice of travel. The experience I have had has been most displeasing and I shall not be using your company again, nor shall I recommend…