Both stories start out with a close bond between a father and son. The sons only dream is to be a great King like his father some day. The King has been untested so far and brags of their strength. …

This was my pup, Kazak. He passed suddenly several years back and I still think about his stupid dingus face daily. It’s mostly memories like the one above, of how he’d ruin the left shoulder of any shirt I owned …