I blog about my upcoming releases, all sorts of other books, and other bits of fluff from my mind. I also have a passion for wildlife and the environment. Every now and then I also share poems and stories.
Although this story is light hearted it's also incredibly sad.
It marks the end of wonder and simplicity, where heroes really heroed and evil men were really inept.
But most of all this story was about making being remembered. A group of heroes set out on a quest with a minstrel just so that their name would never die, even when their bodies and minds had.
It raises the question what happened when our last grey haired hero wobbled off this mortal coil, do we even know his/ her name?