Pitchfork and Pen—A Christmas in Kismera


Ki MacKinnon, one of the most feared warriors in all of Kismera, gazed at her husband with a soft expression that belied her reputation.

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Dark Lord of Kismera (cont’d)


She quickly did a slender braid on each side of his head that pulled his hair away from his face to behind his ears. She pulled a big needle and some yarn from her apron pocket, pulled all of his hair back and sewed the lot of it into a tight queue.

She came around to survey her work. “Now you look like a proper fighting man!” she exclaimed.

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