Dervish Sanders: So, what's next? I'm thinking it might be time for another backstory? Maybe you'll tell me how the tiefing ...

As dusk blanketed the Garden of Tranquility, Dervish Sanders stood outside the visitor's cottage. The air was alive with drifting dan...

"HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM". A low, resonant hum rippled through the forest, a sound so deep it seemed to stir the very ...

The Biographer: Before we proceed with the current chapter in your ongoing adventures, which involves Dervish Sanders and Ayla navigatin...

The intrepid adventurer Dervish Sanders and his love Ayla stood in the grand cathedral, three stories of balconies rising above them. Whi...

"There is the matter of my fee". "Fee?" Ayla asked. Hasan moved the tapestry back into place, concealing the yellow...

Dervish Sanders: Biographer, what was the deal with that last story you told me? I regret to say it was very boring. I was waiting for s...

Childhood friends Bijan and Zahid finally located the Al-Qarawiyyin Library. Fes, an extremely populous sprawling city, concealed it from...

"I'm going to fillet and consume you!" Kamala Harris, razor-sharp butcher knife in hand, screamed. She was insane with rag...