Once upon a time there was a successful leader. He presided over a large workshop of stonemasons. They produced menhirs for parks and gardens, and large stone blocks for the nearby pyramid. Whenever an order was finished, they put it on a sledge and pulled …

W e remember.   We remember the many groans of the oppressed, the arrogance of the oppressor, back in the dark ages. We remember the hat on a stick, and how the squire had people greet it, under threat of punishment. And we remember the man: …

T he race is on.   All around me, the others are starting to move in the same direction. What had at first been inconspicuous steps has turned into a determined run. Accelerating. Instinctively, I join in. I scan the crowd. “Conway!” I shout. “Sir!” …

H e lost consciousness twice.   Of the first time, he could remember the lightning through the dark clouds. The shudder going through the ship’s hull as it crashed down onto the heavy sea. The engine sound almost drowned out by the storm, only its …

Once upon a time there was a successful knight. He lived in a beautiful and prosperous kingdom whose old king was wise and just, as had been his predecessors for many generations. From all over the kingdom people came to court with their quarrels and …