This is a short story sequel to my fantasy novel, A Drum Is Empty. There is no magic in it but that of love.Thoughout the development of the human race, no matter how much changed along the way, there was a thread of continuity. Knowledge and wisdom were passed from generation to generation along with the spice of entertainment. Now, we have television, but once there were Grandmothers.
Boots
Stand-Out Shorts
Crimson Strike
You Were There Too
Not at all Rhinocerus
The Emperor's Fist
Zanaikeyros: Son of Dragons