These Boots are Made for Walking

by Thomas K. Scot | Oct 15, 2018

Previously (in "Goodbye," Grantville Gazette 78)   Hermann Donnersberger from Munich put a beer into his hand, breaking his reverie. Matthias didn't know much about him, so far. That would change soon enough. What he did know was that Hermann's father was a...

Seeds of Fortune

by Thomas K. Scot | Aug 15, 2018

Gönningen, Duchy of Württemberg February, 1633   The icy wind was blowing through Stephan Drechsler's dark hair, as the village school master helped to lower the tiny coffin into its grave, the rough rope cutting into his exposed hands. He noticed neither the...

Goodbye

by Thomas K. Scot | Jun 11, 2018

A small valley in the mountains south of Kaprun, Archbishopric of Salzburg February, 1630   A full moon was standing above the small alpine valley, its silvery light reflected by the blanket of snow Frau Holle had thrown over the landscape from the skies. In most...

Small is Good

by Thomas K. Scot | Apr 20, 2017

Nürnberg City Hall April, 1635   "You can't be serious?" Master Grünberg just couldn't believe his ears. "You really want to leave all rifles to these . . . these . . . people?" His voice sounded like what he really wanted to say was "northern barbarians," but in...