Art by David Revoy/ Blender Foundation

Far on the Ringing Plains

By Jeffery A. Sergent

“… and before the boat’s bottom had reached the rocky shore, Leonides leapt into the waiting warriors, his bright blade slicing armor, shield, flesh, and bone with a single pass.” The storyteller, perched atop a large stone, paused to give the images time to ferment in the imaginations of his audience.

“I heard he’s stronger than Herakles,” someone said.

“I heard his father was a god,” came another.

A red-haired youth whispered, “I heard he was a god.”

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