E. K. Cross

“Ordinary people are very capable of making a difference in this world, and we are but the ordinary people are we not; but change – real, monumental, change – is made by the fiercest of persons, and only you can decide which person you wish to become.”
― E. K. Cross, The Apprentice

“Wide cobbled roads and slanted structures merge into the next. Each tall house is made from mismatched bricks and wood; the buildings there are the oldest of the city, and they too are worn by time. Sagging into the old stonework as if their old wooden bones can no longer hold the weight. Though the splintered beams remain, chunks of plaster chip away from rough brickwork and the old tiles wriggle restless beside lopsided chimneys. On the narrow streets below, vendors set up wooden stalls down the centre, cover themselves with slender awnings, and call out to passing customers. The gentle clop of stallion hooves draws along a rickety carriage; its tender huffs drown by the chattering of voices and whispers of lost tales. Of gossip told at noonday and secrets shared at vigil when the night is upon them. The smell of baked breads and sweet honey tea permeates the air as the wind hisses along. Bells chime as doors open and footprints mark out routes between shops.”
― E. K. Cross, Tales of Market Street