Spectacle Unleashed
I pull back the bowstring like a circus master pulling back the curtain. What flies forth...
I pull back the bowstring like a circus master pulling back the curtain. What flies forth...
The battlefield is my circus: my bow bends like a contortionist and launches my arrow...
Like a juggler at the fair, my hands move in complex spirals—too fast to track, too...
Calming organs play quietly over the clatter and echoing chit chat of the parishioners....
As squat, wide, and heavy as mountain stone, one wouldn't expect dwarves to excel in...
The sorrowful voice of a single violin breaks the silence like a dirge. The music swells...
The sorrowful voice of a single violin breaks the silence like a dirge: a mourning for...
A vast wagon painted in candy colors looms tall over the sawdust-scattered field. Its...
The lights in the tent go dim but for a beacon shining upon the sawdust in the center of...
A circus coming to town is colorful, making loud promises of fun—of dangers made safe...