This story contains a character whom I created back in January. If you’re interested, the link for his first appearance is here: http://adamdixonfiction.com/2016/01/09/a-dangerous-man/
A Dangerous Man II: Merlin’s Wrath
By Adam Dixon
The Man sat on the hard wooden stool, the light from the crackling fire dancing on his spectacles as the witch scurried around the cave. She was a plump woman and her pleasant, feminine face was flushed with anxiety. She had a light blue dye in her short hair and she appeared to be no more than thirty years old, but the Man knew better; she was much, much older. She was searching for something, rearranging a collection of jars here, discarding a pile of yellowed scrolls there and all the while muttering to herself. The Man sat in silence and allowed himself an amused half-smile. Finally, the witch found the object she sought.
“Aha! I knew I…
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