1. HEROIC FANTASY QUARTERLY — ISSUE 5
Hail! And welcome to the one-year anniversary issue of Heroic Fantasy Quarterly!
One year of adventure, action, and arcane magic. One year of broadswords, short swords, long swords, lust, love, loss, revenge, romance, dragons, goats,...
2. HEROIC FANTASY QUARTERLY — ISSUE 4
As forewarned but not forsworn — and neither forbidden nor forborne — we bring you Issue 4 of Heroic Fantasy Quarterly! Once again we’ve scoured worlds known, unknown, and those only touched upon in dreams — this...
3. HEROIC FANTASY QUARTERLY — ISSUE 3
Welcome to the third issue of Heroic Fantasy Quarterly! As required by our (non-binding) blood oath, we’ve brought you three outstanding works of fiction. Alas, though, with heavy hearts we bring news of no poetry for this...
4. HEROIC FANTASY QUARTERLY – ISSUE 2
Hello and welcome to the second issue of Heroic Fantasy Quarterly! We’ve found three more outstanding short stories and two great poems to share with the world. You can find links to all of them right here in our Featured Articles...
HEROIC FANTASY QUARTERLY — ISSUE 5
Hail! And welcome to the one-year anniversary issue of Heroic Fantasy Quarterly!
One year of adventure, action, and arcane magic. One year of broadswords, short swords, long swords, lust, love, loss, revenge,...
ANCIENT SHADES
ANCIENT SHADES, by James Lecky:
Although the admission pains me, I must confess that, under certain circumstances, I am a man for whom the goods of others become a temptation.
Had I given myself more time...
ALDROM
ALDROM, by Matthew Wuertz:
The sun pulled away from me like a warm blanket as men led me up the wide steps. Someone’s cough echoed in the vast interior of wherever we were, and though curious, I left...
NO TWO STONES
NO TWO STONES, by Christopher Wood:
1. Now.
Still I am the strongest! I am atop this hill on the Third Moon. Behind me, my soldiers struggle up the slope. I raise my iron sword over my head; it shines...
BEFORE THE BATTLE
BEFORE THE BATTLE, by Vonnie Winslow Crist:
On this witch-kissed morning,
as I trudge northward,
dampness frizzes my hair,
worms its way into my joints.
Beneath winter clouds
draped like dark cloth above...
WHAT SIEGLINDE SERPENTSLAYER SAID TO...
WHAT SIEGLINDE SERPENTSLAYER SAID TO THE KING, by Megan Arkenberg:
The truth, my lord, is that I am sick of monsters.
I am sick of the smell of mountain aeries
and brood caves, cool and salty-wet.
I am...
About Us
Heroic Fantasy Quarterly is an ezine dedicated to publishing short works of heroic fantasy. More than that, through both prose and poetry we hope to hearken an older age of storytelling – an age when a story well told enthralled audiences. Traits of great oral storytelling survive the ages to influence treasures of literature, the pulps, radio plays, late-night game sessions, and now Heroic Fantasy Quarterly. 