I just sent off my short story Child of Iron for consideration to Realms of Fantasy and I've decided to finally reveal a small part for anyone to read. This is my first time doing this, so I am experiencing some trepidation. But it is an important step in the life of any writer.
This is a story of a child enslaved, his life destroyed. Melted by the fire of his suffering into a molten lump of his former self, the shape of his new forging will be told only by time. And it will impact the world. This is the story of a Child of Iron.
Read the excerpt here: http://clifton-hill.blogspot.com/p/child-of-iron-short-story.html Then let me know what you think.