Aalen’s Saga: The Hunter due out early 2021

All going well I hope to have the e-book of Aalen’s Saga ready in January/February. I’m not sure what platforms it will be available on yet, but I’ll keep you posted on where it can be found. If this project is successful, then I have further ideas for e-books, so this could be the first of many.

Currently I have a friend who is an artist doing a cover and some interior artwork for the book.

If anyone is able to provide links with step by step instructions on how to make and publish an e-book that would be greatly appreciated ๐Ÿ™‚

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Confrontation (flash fiction)



Exploring the city, Aalen was surprised by how many different races were here. There were humans, dwarves, half-people, and even some human/elf hybrids living and working together in this city.

โ€œYou Elf!โ€ A voice suddenly called out. Aalen turned to see a group of soldiers observing her.

โ€œYou talking to me?โ€ Aalen asked while lightly touching one of her daggers.

โ€œWhat are you doing in this city?โ€ one asked.

โ€œJust passing through.โ€ Aalen told them. The soldiers kept a close eye on her as they moved on.

Soon the Baron would be dead, and she would be gone from here.

Joanne Fisher

This is the third and final gap filler for Aalenโ€™s Saga. Shortly I hope to be getting this saga ready for a short e-book. What do you think would be the best title from the following?

I. Aalen’s Saga

II. The Hunter: Aalen’s Saga

III. Aalen’s Saga: The Hunter

IV. The Hunter

Please let me know which one you like best.

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The Hunt Begins (flash fiction)

The Hunt Begins

Aalen followed the tracks of the human soldiers through the forest. Along the way she began calling out:

“Vilja! Vilja! Where are you?” But there was no response, the only sound was the breeze sighing through the branches and usual forest life. Aalen wondered where Vilja had got to. He had accompanied her to the border, but then a short time later he ran off back into the forest. She hoped no harm had come to him. Aalen continued following the tracks. A sizeable army had come this way.

“Vilja!” she called out again. Where had her wolf got to?

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This is another gap filler in Aalen’s saga. It lies between Burying the Dead and The Shoreline. There will be one more after this.

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The Baron Returns (flash fiction)

The Baron Returns

This morning Aalen and Ashalla found the streets were packed with people. It seemed as though the entire city’s population had turned out. Soldiers marched towards the Keep.

“What’s happening?” Aalen asked.

“I think the Baron is finally returning.” Ashalla replied trying to see over the crowds.

The crowd cheered as a carriage drawn by six horses passed by. Inside was a man with dark hair and a neatly trimmed beard. He wore a red coat with gold filigree. He ignored the crowds that had come to see him return. Aalen stared at him.

“Perfect!” Aalen said. “Tonight we attack.”

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As I’m planning to shortly begin working on doing a short e-book of Aalen’s Saga, I thought would fill a few gaps in the narrative. This piece takes place between A Brief Respite and The Keep.

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The Vision (flash fiction)


The Vision


The crystal had shown terrible things. The Elder came out her dwelling. She clapped her hands and the entire village looked up at her.

“Humans are coming with axes to destroy our forest. We must protect it! All remaining archers need to go to our northern border. Falnek, take the children to the sacred Bloodwood.” There was sudden activity in the village. “Aalen, when the humans are defeated come back to us.” Aalen nodded and left with her wolf bounding in front of her.

The Elder looked over the village and her people. The crystal had shown terrible things.


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Word count: 99


This is a prequel to Aalen’s Saga.


This was written with the prompt to write a story to show what it is to protect nature around us provided by the Carrot Ranch July 23 Flash Fiction Challenge.



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Escaping the Keep (flash fiction)


Escaping the Keep


In the confusion following The Baron’s sudden death, Aalen managed to free herself from the soldiers who had captured her. She swiftly recovered her bow, and stepped back a few paces while quickly nocking arrows and shooting the soldiers before her at point blank range. With soldiers starting to fall, Ashalla freed herself and drew her broadsword. They both managed to clear a path through their opposition and ran down down the hall with the remaining soldiers chasing them.

“Hopefully most of the guards were up here waiting to capture us,” Aalen stated as they quickly went down the winding stair.

Running back down they only met minimal resistance, but knew the remaining soldiers from above were still giving chase to them. When they deemed they were far enough below, they went out a window and, with series of jumps, managed to get free of the keep. As they ran away they suddenly heard a voice behind them.

“Stop or I will shoot one of you!” They both turned to see a soldier in a red cloak with a crossbow in his hand aimed directly at Aalen. Aalen briefly stopped, but saw a dark shadow racing towards them out of the corner of her eye. Vilja leapt up and began to bite down on the soldiers arm.ย  The soldier screamed and dropped the crossbow. Aalen and Ashalla continued running towards the city wall, with Vilja following.

Once they were over the wall they found some cover and hid there a while. Aalen gave her wolf a long hug. When the sun began to rise, they walked away from the city as stealthily as possible. They walked for a few days, and after not seeing any more patrols of soldiers, they began to feel safer.

“So with The Baron dead, what do you plan to do now?” Ashalla asked. Aalen surveyed the land around them.

“I guess I should go back to my village. The border guards will still be alive. I hope our village can begin again,” Aalen answered.

‘I think I want to explore the rest of the world,” Ashalla commented. Aalen looked at the mountains in the distance. She always wondered what lay beyond them and found herself yearning to explore the world herself, a world she barely knew.

“I’m sure my village can wait. Maybe I can tag along with you for a while? You’ll probably need my help anyway.” Aalen found herself saying. Ashalla smiled and took Aalen in her arms.

“I would like that,” Ashalla replied as they embraced.

The three of them set off in the direction of the mountains.


The End (for now)


Previous episode: The Baron


That’s it for Aalen’s Saga. Maybe I’ll return to her world sometime in the future. If you want to read the entire story, you can now access it from my homepage:



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The Baron (flash fiction)


The Baron


“Come a little closer Aalen.” The Baron said. The guards moved her into the room. Aalen tried to furtively get one of her hands free, hoping the guards wouldn’t notice. Another group of soldiers appeared bringing Ashalla with them. “And now we have Ashalla too.”

“So I guess you’re planning to execute us then?” Ashalla asked belligerently. The Baron laughed.

“You’re both far too valuable to kill. The two of you wiped out the army I sent. You both have a range of skills that are useful to me. I knew you had entered the city and I guessed you were going to come for me at some point, but instead of killing me, have you considered working for me instead?” The Baron asked as he sat at the table still eating his meal. Aalen”s mouth dropped.

“Work for you? You killed my people. You destroyed my home. How could you think I would ever work for you?” She asked. The Baron just shrugged.

“In my experience, everyone has their price. What would yours be Aalen? I’m a rich man and can provide anything you may want.”

“I want my people back.” Aalen replied.

“That I can’t do. What about you Ashalla? What do you want?”

“Your soldiers killed my father and my brothers. All I want is for you to be dead.” Ashalla responded. The Baron looked disappointed.

“Such a shame. My death will not bring them back.” He stated.

“But it will stop you killing others!” She replied defiantly.

“Okay. Obviously you are both still very angry. I think some time in my dungeons might cool you off. Maybe then, you will have a change of heart and be more reasonable.” He motioned with his hands for them to be taken away. Just as he did, Aalen managed to get one of her hands free. She pulled out a concealed knife, and before anyone could stop her, she threw it The Baron. The knife embedded itself in his throat. He gave a surprised look and then his face fell forward onto his dinner plate.


to be continued…


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Word count: 346


Previous episode: Finding The Baron


Okay this episode was a bit longer than I intended…. Eventually I will put all the Aalen stories into sequential order and create an index page for them.



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Finding The Baron (flash fiction)




Finding The Baron


Now that Aalen and Ashalla were in The Baron’s Keep they moved quickly up the stairwell as quietly as they could, managing to surprise any sentries they found along the way.

“The Baron will be on one of the top floors.” Aalen said. She decided to take the very top floor, while Ashalla searched the floor below.

Aalen came to a large set of ornate wooden doors. She quietly opened them and saw a man seated at a long wooden table eating his dinner. He was richly dressed and had a thin beard with flecks of grey. Unexpectedly, he looked up at her.

“Ah! Aalen Liadon, I have been expecting you! Let me introduce myself, I am The Baron.” He said smiling at her. All the doors behind Aalen suddenly burst open and she quickly found herself surrounded by soldiers. “Perhaps you will join me for dinner?”


to be continued…


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Word count: 147


This is a story thread I never got round to finishing. I think there will be two parts left.


Previous episode: The Keep


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The Keep (flash fiction)

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The Keep


They waited until dark. Silently as shadows they slipped over the wall unseen. The keep now stood before them. Aalen and Ashalla climbed up the side. It was steep, but fortunately they found places for their hands to hold on as they ascended. Once they clambered over the ramparts, there were two sentries who hadn’t noticed them. One got a well-aimed throwing knife in his throat, while Aalen was upon the other before he could make a sound. They both sneaked to the doorway and came into a room with a stairwell. They were now inside the Baron’s Keep.


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Not actually written for a prompt, I just wanted to continue this story.

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A Brief Respite (flash fiction)


Tavern by Anna Helme



A Brief Respite


Aalen and Ashalla stayed in a cheap inn. They both sat on the bed together while Vilja curled up on the floor. Ashalla had brought back some bread after scoping out The Baron’s keep a further time.

“If only I had got some cheese.” Ashalla said as she chewed on the bread.

“Wait a moment.” Aalen said as she produced a vial from her belongings. “When the fruit in the forest ripens my people make this.” Ashalla spread its contents on her bread.

“It’s wonderfully sweet jam.” Ashalla said.


“That’s what we call it.” Ashalla told her.


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Aalen’s story: previous episode


It’s been almost two months since I last wrote a story about Aalen and Ashalla.


This was written with the prompt sweet jam provided by Carrot Ranch’s August 15 Flash Fiction Challenge.

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