Author: TH Leatherman

Mis-Spelled Excerpt

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“You can do it, Evan! Split her head open,” cried Gemma.
I kept my eye on Sina’s hands and feet to better predict her movements. “You know she’s won every bout this afternoon, right?”
“The winds are totally shifting in your favor. I can feel it,” Gemma said with a grin.
“You’re pretty good, Evan,” Sina said through breaths. At least I was giving her a workout. “You’re tricky when you feint at hitting my hand, then go for my shoulder.”
“What can I say?” I gave her a wink. “I’m a cut above the rest.”
I got my first touch when she groaned theatrically.
“Oh, so that’s how it’s going to be,” she scolded.
“Got to get my point across any way I can.” I gave her a cheesy grin.
She shook her blade at me. “Okay, you’re done.”
With a dramatic sweep of my arm, I sheathed my sword. “And with that, I blade you goodnight.”

An Elf by Another Name

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The latest Mis-Spelled Excerpt

Curious, I opened the bag and peered inside. It was filled with a bunch of metal items that looked like jacks. All that was missing was a rubber ball. “You want me to play games with him?”

“Games?” Millow frowned. “Honey, those are caltrops. Hill giants don’t wear shoes.”

“Oh.” Okay, that was new. I pulled out one of the spiky things and set it on the counter. I could tell no matter how it landed, at least two sharp points would be sticking upward. “They’re like suped up Legos. But if I throw them, they’ll be gone, and I’ll be Lego-less.”

“What?”

“Legolas. Famous elf?”

“Never heard of him.”