MPax, $0.99
Fantasy, 2014

M Pax’s The Wulfing starts out pretty gripping in a beautifully melancholic manner. Nerys, our protagonist, is getting ready for what seems like a sacrifice for the greater good of all.

The last morning I would ever know broke over the horizon. Braided rugs hugged my bare feet on the way to the central hearth.

She says goodbye to her mate, and think about their baby daughter. It’s all so bittersweet, this tale of what seems like some fantasy land…

“My one and only, my Nerys, promise to return to our bungalow.”

Wait, what? “Bungalow”? What is this, bored and rich people in some beachfront property doing some role play?

Of course, there is a happy ending here, and I am still not sure how that can come about so quickly when Nerys begins the day just a short while ago moaning about her last morning ever. Still, I have to hand it to the author: the prose is poetic and graceful on the senses as I read the words aloud in my head. This is very short story, and I’m still not sure what I have read when I reach the end.

Yet, I really like what I’ve read, even if I have no clear idea what I’ve just read, heh, so I guess the author has delivered something nice in the end. I’ve certainly paid $0.99 for worse, after all.

One thing, though, what the heck is The Wulfing?

The wulfing is whatever you make it.

Hey, that’s cheating.

Still, if I had been cheated, I don’t mind at all. No, I’m not on anesthesia, and I’ve not taken anything I shouldn’t be taking. Hence, if I am feeling a little weird and light-headed, I suppose the cause is the lovely prose.

Hmm, the author is sneaky. Potentially dangerous, too, because imagine the damage she can do if she used her word-o-metry on something more substantial, such as a thesis on why I should be kinder and milder on the things I review on this website.

Still, right now it’s just me and whatever this is, and since I only paid $0.99 for it, well, I’m alright with it despite my better judgment.