“Glormorsel had become the only disabled person in Groundswell. No arms and legs, if you must know.
There was nothing we could have done about it, even though Glormorsel blamed us for not freeing him sooner. When we finally managed to pull him away from the marauders, his arms and legs were gone, ripped off and eaten.”
The high fantasy satire, The Glory of Glormorsel, has been reprinted in Wyrd Daze, a journal that features stories, art and music.
Thank you so much to editor, writer and musician Leigh Wright for including the story in his awesome new journal!
(Image: Gondolin by Ted Nasmith)