Cindafall: Book One. Transvestite Hero
By Robert Allen
Gaz Parker is just an ordinary bloke, but then they always are. If any one of us saw an old lady lying in the road then we’d go to help her, wouldn’t we? Gaz did. Gaz did and now look at the situation he’s in.
He doesn’t believe in unicorns or griffons or large talking white crows but then who does? He doesn’t believe in magical bracelets that transform into fiery armour or secret organisations of mages and wizards that live amongst us, intent on acquiring such things, and he certainly doesn’t believe in other worlds, worlds that lie beyond our own, where elves and gnomes and all the other magical creatures of man’s wildest dreams exist. That would just be stupid.
And he absolutely, positively doesn’t believe that he would ever transform into a young and beautiful warrior princess every time he utters her name.
Cindafall.
Sometimes, life just doesn’t give a sod what you believe. You’ve been warned.
He doesn’t believe in unicorns or griffons or large talking white crows but then who does? He doesn’t believe in magical bracelets that transform into fiery armour or secret organisations of mages and wizards that live amongst us, intent on acquiring such things, and he certainly doesn’t believe in other worlds, worlds that lie beyond our own, where elves and gnomes and all the other magical creatures of man’s wildest dreams exist. That would just be stupid.
And he absolutely, positively doesn’t believe that he would ever transform into a young and beautiful warrior princess every time he utters her name.
Cindafall.
Sometimes, life just doesn’t give a sod what you believe. You’ve been warned.
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