Once Upon a Crossroads
A “The Knight, the Witch, and the Warhorse” Tale
Jeremy Hicks
No matter the planet in the multiverse, one caveat proved true all too often: Well-behaved women seldom made history. Bruttia proved to be no exception. One of those dark days before she became a household name, the raven-haired woman stared down an Inquisitor of the Lumen, a fancy title for yet another man who dared judge her for living her truth. She ignored the rough hemp rope cutting into her wrists, the Luminaries stacking wood around her, and even the crowd gathered at the crossroads. She focused on the Inquisitor as he prepared to read the charges.
Witchcraft, a capital crime in the nation of Balsinor, topped the lengthy list of heinous acts attributed to her. Murder of the unborn came next, an
