Thought I'd share (the 1st part of) a chapter of a story I'm working on. Warning: this is over 700 words long.
Chapter 1:A Return Carriage
The road they were traveling on was sufficiently flat, without too many bumps or dents, that Ezkil was able to relax. The hay behind him did make his backside itch, however. He was wearing his usual garb beneath a ragged, dark-green cloak, but knowing the hay was there made his backside itch nevertheless. The ridiculous notion failed