The Maiden’s Sleep
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Bow has hit bottom. Banished from the town of Dunwynn, his hands crippled by the town guard, he drinks his days away in a hut made of sticks and mud. He is a long way from being part of the legendary father/daughter duo Knife & Bow.
That's because his daughter is dead. Killed by The Maiden's Sleep, a plague that ran rampant through Dunwynn all spring and summer, killing only young women.
Now, there are two children in his hut asking him to find their missing father. Against his better instincts and to make a little money, he decides to help. It’s a decision that will lead him into the darkest corners of Dunwynn, revealing a secret sect of alchemy and a plot to achieve unspeakable power.
Can Bow play the hero one more time, or will the truth about The Maiden’s Sleep be his end?
Michael J Stiehl
Michael J. Stiehl writes speculative fiction of all varieties, from fantasy to horror to weird westerns. Frankly, there is just no telling what he’ll put on the page next.Michael is a full-time staff member and adjunct faculty at the University of Chicago. With a lifelong passion for fiction, in particular horror, comics, adventure, and science fiction, he is thrilled to be pivoting away from academic publications and towards the kind of fiction that has always inspired him.Michael lives in the Chicago suburbs with his wife, two kids, and their very silly poodle Jack. When not writing fiction, Michael spends his time riding bikes, camping, reading books, obsessively listening to music, and playing D&D with his friends. In short, he hasn’t changed at all since junior high.Michael’s work has previously appeared in the Rogue Blades Entertainment anthologies, “Reach for the Sky,” and “No Ordinary Mortals.” He has also been featured on the Night Shift Radio Story Tellers series, and his novella “Sanctuary” was recently published by Black Hare Press.
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The Maiden’s Sleep - Michael J Stiehl
The Maiden’s Sleep
by
Michael J. Stiehl
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locations, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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Copyright © 2023 Michael J. Stiehl
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First Edition World Castle Publishing, LLC, January 16, 2024
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Cover: Cover Designs by Karen
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Editor: Karen Fuller
For Scout. Gone, but not forgotten. Forever in my heart.
Special Thank You to Adrian Simmons and Neil Baker at Heroic Fantasy Quarterly (www.heroicfantasyquarterly.com). Thank you for teaching me the importance of naming things and calling me out for lazy fantasy tropes. Your support was invaluable.
Chapter 1
I hate kids, and yet there are two in the pile of sticks and mud I call home.
Please help us,
says the girl with hair the color of flax seeds.
Her brother stands so close to her and is so silent I wonder if he’s real. I woke up with a bad case of double vision today, so it’s not impossible. It took an hour of drinking to make it go away.
The only kid I ever didn’t hate was my own, but I should have. My daughter killed my wife when she was born. After that, I thought I would spend my days fighting the urge to throw her in a river. It didn’t work out like that.
What’s the trouble?
I say, rubbing my eyes with grubby fingers.
Our father is missing,
the girl murmurs, staring at the dirt floor. I watch her breath turn white in the cold fall air.
Who’s your dad?
I grunt.
Aston Ozker,
she replies, expecting a reaction.
Never heard of him,
I say, denying her one.
We haven’t seen him in a week,
she continues.
Then he’s dead,
I reply, trying to stand, wobbling, and then thinking better of it.
No he isn’t!
the boy yells, flecks of spittle flying. The sound of his voice makes my head want to explode.
I have an urge to make sure the boy doesn’t make that sound again. I consider killing him. I even grope for my bow before I remember I sold it three months back. I stare at him, backlit by the pale sunlight outside the doorway, and decide to humor him.
What makes you so sure?
I say, unclenching my teeth and trying to sound comforting.
Because,
he replies, pausing for a moment before continuing, my dad is too tough.
I envy the boy’s certainty. I’m jealous that he still believes in something when I no longer can.
My old man was shit. I had no illusions about that from a young age. Sure, homesteading on the fringes is a hard life, and that’s bound to make for a hard man, but he went further than that. There were whole seasons when I wore more bruises than clothes, and I often wondered how the hell he expected me to work all day with cracked ribs.
What do you want me to do about it?
I ask, genuinely curious what they’ll say. Why two kids would trek out here to this rundown sod house is a mystery to me. Any normal person would have run off at the sight of it, let alone the smell.
Find him,
orders the girl. We’ve got money.
She fumbles in the pocket of her enormous frock coat and pulls out a small leather bag. With a lackadaisical flick, she plops it on the ground just out of my reach. It spills open, and a sea of worn copper pieces sluices across the ground. It’s a paltry, laughable sum and more money than I’ve seen in months.
I flop over on my side, scoop up the coins and start counting. Dignity be damned.
Monsters must have taken him,
the little boy blubbers, hidden him in Turecek Keep.
There are sixty-seven worn copper pieces and one-half of a silver piece from all the way back in Lord Elderbine’s reign. It will buy me food for a month, maybe more, but I’ll drink it away in a week.
Fairy tales,
I grumble, focusing again on the children. Everyone thinks anything that goes missing around here is scooped up by monsters and taken to that pile of rocks. It’s like I said, your dad is dead. Killed by bandits.
You are Bow, right?
huffs the girl.
How do I answer that when I’m not sure anymore?
Doesn’t matter,
I say, putting the coins back in the bag with my shaking hands, not interested.
I heard Knife and Bow help people,
whines the boy. They’re heroes.
Well, Knife is dead,
I say, picturing my daughter’s face, and Bow would like to be. So piss off.
I close the bag and toss it at them, then I lie down and roll over on my side.
Look,
says the girl, desperation straining her voice, I don’t know where our dad is, but I think I know who does — Freneck.
I see my daughter, blue-faced and still. I’m