Scholarly Adventures

A birch tree erupted from the ground in their midst, roots shooting out like enlivened serpents, shrouded in an explosive cloud of earth ...

“Arbors are what she is calling them,” Erik explained, the flames of their communal fire illuminating his worried expression. “Apparently...

The alarm pinged in her ear, forcing her awake from a troubled sleep. She groaned as she rolled out of her cot, slipping her boots on and...

Duke shook her rain coat, a cloud of water jetting in all directions as she moved to step under the field tent. The large A-frame structu...

The first thing she realized was the pain. A blistering headache encompassed her senses, rational thought something she desperately fough...

She caught up with Philippe, now flying in formation with him. She couldn’t see his face, but from the way he crouched down behind the wi...

The irony had left her speechless. The mission specs had been easy enough to comprehend, a simple matter of guarding a delivery of cargo....

Micheline swiped the branches from her face as she pushed through the copse of trees and alders. Branches bearing fewer and fewer leaves ...

The drive after the interview was long and silent. She mutely watched the easy exchange between the driver and Chantal, also seated in th...

The field camp, across the St. Lawrence River and several kilometers east, was a bustling hive of activity. There was an orderly flurry o...

Micheline observed the squalid expanse of “Old Bones” as it stretched out from the St Lawrence River. The grungy stain of decrepit, billow...