A Witch in Madrid

Gertrud wiped the sweat from her brow, and adjusted the brim of her wide-brimmed hat to shield her eyes from the oppressive Iberian sun. She had been recently promoted from her cushy tenure at the Military Academy for Applied Magic in Posen to regional vice-lieutenant of the occupation forces in Okzitanien, Katalonien, and Schwaben. TheContinue reading “A Witch in Madrid”

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