by NWVincent | Nov 4, 2025 | Fabled Stories - Mesu's Journey
“How’s the writing going?” Mesu asked through a smirk as Anna flipped through the pages. “It’s fine.” Anna’s voice had a hint of annoyance that Mesu was becoming too familiar with. She figured Anna wasn’t happy with the progress. Mesu continued...
by NWVincent | Oct 28, 2025 | Fabled Stories - Mesu's Journey
“Look, I don’t think having Anna along is a good idea. Honestly, I am going to struggle to keep myself alive. Am I really going to have to babysit her?” The old woman laughed as the girls finished up their morning meal in the inn. The conversation...
by NWVincent | Oct 21, 2025 | Fabled Stories - Mesu's Journey
The old lady nodded. Mesu was irritated. She had expected a bigger response when she had broken the news of her discovery. “There is not much in life that surprises me anymore. Owning this place, I have heard many stories come through. Usually, that’s all they...
by NWVincent | Oct 14, 2025 | Fabled Stories - Mesu's Journey
The village was bustling with activity. It was one that Mesu had visited before. Lawan was the name, she recalled. It was scarier this time. She wished for her mother’s or father’s hand for safety. That comfort was a thing of the past. Mesu didn’t dare go...
by NWVincent | Oct 7, 2025 | Fabled Stories - Mesu's Journey
Mesu circled the clearing, staying behind the tree line. A pile of ash and debris lay where her home once was. The sight brought tears to Mesu’s eyes. She was surprised there was any more in her. The last three days were filled with crying and blinking,...
by NWVincent | Sep 29, 2025 | Fabled Stories - Mesu's Journey
A liquid trickled down her chin, but she couldn’t tell if it was sweat, blood, or a blend of both. She felt the sweat coating her body. It caused the hilt of her sword to slip in her grip, prompting her to hold on tighter. She squeezed her other hand, missing...
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