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A Cold and Lonely Place: Kormak Short Story, #2
A Cold and Lonely Place: Kormak Short Story, #2
A Cold and Lonely Place: Kormak Short Story, #2
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"The King of High Adventure," Starlog.

"Immediately convincing, classically brooding," Steve Tompkins, The Cimmerian.com.

To the world at large, he is a mercenary and assassin, a brutal killer with a deadly blade. In reality Kormak is a Guardian, one of an ancient order sworn to protect humanity from the servants of the gathering darkness.

Grimhaven holds a fatal secret as any visitor discovers too late. On a dark autumn evening, as the full  moon glares down on the village, a stranger arrives, a man called Kormak, on a mission to uncover what happened to a friend who vanished months ago.

A Cold and Lonely Place is a 6000 word sword and sorcery short story.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherTyphon Press
Release dateJun 15, 2014
ISBN9781497791510
A Cold and Lonely Place: Kormak Short Story, #2

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    A Cold and Lonely Place (Kormak Short Story 2)

    Also By William King

    THE TAPROOM OF the tavern fell silent when the stranger entered. He was the sort of man to inspire fear in any villager: massive, grim, with greying black hair that marked him as an outlander in the Kingdoms of the Sun.

    He carried a sword on his back and his wintery eyes surveyed the room with cold calculation. His scarred face and his weathered war-gear made it clear to everyone that he was a killer who deserved any evil fate this night might bring him.

    Most of the villagers felt relieved. The coming of this savage foreigner meant that tonight it would not be one of them who vanished into the darkness.

    Can a man get a drink around here? the stranger asked. His cultured voice came as a surprise. It sounded almost like a priest’s, although most fraters would not have demanded service in quite that commanding tone.

    Certainly, sir, said Sandor, the innkeeper. What will it be?

    Ale! And some hot food, if there’s any left. It’s cold out tonight and I’ve come a long way.

    From Torker? Sandor asked. He spoke in a friendly manner, as if he knew something about the place. No one in the village had ever gone as far as Torker. No local ever left Grimhaven.

    The stranger nodded. Yes.

    A long way indeed, said Sandor. You must have urgent business, to be on the road so late in the autumn.

    Maybe, said the stranger. His manner made everyone suspicious and even more certain that he deserved the fate awaiting him. Everybody felt a bit better. It was worse when the strangers were pleasant. Guilt nibbled at them all for days afterwards.

    Sandor smiled. Folk knew what he was thinking. Perhaps the stranger was a courier carrying money or gems or other valuables. There might be

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