Click on the picture for the list of other participating authors. You’ll find dystopian futures, utopian pasts, speculative possibles, steampunks, fairies, vampires and dragons and masses of erotica.
However, here you get a bit of Dark Ages angst with another snippet from my story “A Fierce Reaping” – a story of the Gododdin, the tribe of northern welsh who lived in the Edinburgh area of Scotland in the 6th and 7th centuries AD. Their King sent 300 carefully chosen warriors south to push the Saxons back into the sea. Rather more than 300 Saxons pushed back.
We pick it up when Troop Three is returning to Dun Eidin after a long and uncomfortable patrol.
They arrived in sight of Din Eidin, soaked to the skin with snow just beginning to stick again to the sodden and icy ground.
“Miserable weather,” Aeddan said, ” but at least the rain runs off our leathers. I don’t know how you stand it.”
“Neither do I,” Cynfal agreed, teeth chattering, as his soaked shirts moulded to his chest. “I’m going to have to get some.” And there was only one way he could think of doing that.