Pat Davies

I was feeling pretty good as I made my way to the training shed a few minutes early that afternoon. I didn’t want to take any chance of missing Jarvis. I knew that he was very busy and it was possible that if he arrived early and I was not there, he would make some  [ Read More ]

I lay in my bed, aching all over. Thomas and I had been practicing my new method of swordsmanship every day now for a solid month, with the usual bout of “old fashioned” sword practice at the end of each session.  I was getting better at my own method, but I still lacked the strength  [ Read More ]