by Ian Leino
Set of folded stationery cards printed on bright white, smooth card stock to bring your personal artistic style to everyday correspondence. Each card is blank on the inside and includes a soft white, European fold envelope for mailing.
A squalid inn outside a rundown castle on a night as black as ravens' wings. After exchanging the bulk of my coinage for what passes for drink in this place, the barkeep offers to sell me a box of protective relics for my journey homeward.
As I released the catch and opened the lid, I smirked at the trinkets, and the simple naivety of these peasants and their superstitious beliefs. I drained my glass and headed for the door.
I placed my hand on the door latch, and turned for one more snide look at these country simpletons. Outside a hound bayed. Then another joined in. Then another. Soon, it seemed as if the entire town were awash in their mournful song, and it quickly rose to a frantic, feverish yelping that tore through me like an icy wind.
I dashed back to the bar, slammed my remaining coins on the table, snatched the box from the barkeeper's grubby hands, and rushed to my awaiting carriage, praying that I would make it out of this dismal town before the shadows closed around me.