“Don’t bend over yet, George,” I said, speaking between my teeth while I smiled at the alien on my lawn, “It may not be that kind of probe.” The metal arm that extended from the alien’s floating robot was distressingly large, with way too many whirring lights and sharp edges. I couldn’t imagine how it could be a probe. Then again, this was my second abduction. George had had a dozen. Our cows...
The Tome of Ragabel
“You don’t strike me as foolish,” hissed the mage. “I’ll ask again; where is the Tome of Ragabel?” Mariel, thief and adventurer, noted the thin blue line that ran up the sorcerer’s arm as his spell held her immobile. He was the victim of a basilisk curse; when that line reached his heart, he would become stone. “I’ll kill you before I die!” he threatened. His only hope lay in the Tome of...