One January Morning, Part 1

Once upon a time, there was a lad named Morgan. I know this, of course, because I was once a lad named Morgan. Not the Morgan of our tale, you understand, but a Morgan just the same. And if there is one thing we Morgans know, it is that we Morgans exist. We are a brotherhood, you see—a fraternity. And we know that if we do not tell our own tales, they may never be told at all.

To be continued…


This month, January 2015, I’m telling a story one paragraph per day, inspired by cards from the Writer Emergency Pack. To read the next paragraph a day early, support me on Patreon.