Story Sent to Mirrorshards Vol. 2

Sent out my story to Mirrorshards Vol. 2 today. Also am preparing for Writers Anonymous and for a YA story anthology. And Jenny is still dreaming of leaving Desolation Shores. Had the thought on a long drive from Norwalk back home today.

Day 2

Green, Corbett and Cedric mowed down the enemies before them with their steel and fists when necessary. There was no elegance to their killing. There was no grace, form or structure to their hits, slashes or strokes. They were not the great warrior poets Keegan Whitemane had taught them to be. They were just men trying to escape a battlefield gone wrong. And they were simply trying to escape with their lives intact while their commander had his head destroyed by a stray shot of a cannon.

Day 1

cannon fire filled the killing ground and debris covered every living thing fighting after the shells erupted. the fire team moved forward and reloaded very carefully. within five minutes they fired a second salvo and forced the remaining survivors to leave the killing ground any way they could manage. The Three Kings were angered and made their anger known on the field of battle.