The Sojourner.

Roger was tired. He’d answered many names and lived in many times. When at first he was spelled to live forever, he’d been joyful but he hadn’t thought forever could be so long.

From city to city he rode, his purpose clear as day but not even the deadliest of soldiers could give him what he desperately wanted.

On and on, he sojourned until he came by an old city where the legend of Lilith held sway. It was of this Lilith mothers said to their sons:  “For she hath cast down many wounded: yea, many strong men have been slain by her. Her house is the way to hell, going down to the chambers of death.

At the forbidden end of the town where words were Continue reading