Lumigium

      In this day and age, no one bloodied themselves. No one bothered to take merchant ships – hell, there weren’t even any merchant ships to be looted, conquered, commandeered – and it was in this thought the proud ship now sailed, an old English caravel under a Spanish flag. The captain stood at the bow, a grin dedicatedly stayed on his visage; one hand rested on his hip while the other held a spyglass loosely, tightened as it was brought up to the amber eye to enhance vision. Yes, a merchant ship, especially an English caravel, was quite a special find, indeed –       At least, the Englishman watching the other throu

En Le Nom de La Guerre   The scent of iron filled the air as men who were still boys cried for their mamies, tears running down their bloody, mud stained faces. Limbs scattered the field, and bodies lay silent without their heads, the ed fluid old and crusted around the necks, dried under the body where it had pooled in the beginning. Flies buzzed around the decaying mounds where bodies had been thrown, though this practice was soon abandoned after the cannons has arrived.   The bodies of natives laid side-by-side, weapons loosely held - not one stirred. The attack had been quick, at first; no one had heard it coming, the offending army a