Truth is worse than soap in the eyes.

Then Royce’s parry came a beat too late. The pale sword bit through the ringmail beneath his arm. The young Lord cried out in pain. Blood welled between the rings. It seemed red as fire...

For the first time in my life I was admitting defeat.

When it hurts, don’t be afraid to say ouch!

A bullet only costs about two cents, and anybody can afford that.