Sunday Snippet July 3, 2016

Posting from Book 7 of The Academy of the Accord this month.  Things are a bit tricky since some of this book runs concurrently with the end of Book 5 (and the start of Book 6) but focuses on a different student: Brythel.  Like Yhonshel, Bry is a Tuanae, both wizard and Warder, and Yhonshel is his mentor and partner – they share a bond like that of a bonded wizard and Warder pair.

This hasn’t been edited yet so just pretend it’s good, okay?

Brythel (age 14 or 15 – I need to get a timeline together) went home for winter break. Unfortunately, his father caught him playing his lute (not a “manly” enough activity to suit him) and beat him severely. Brythel is trying to get home to the academy.


Brythel remembered little of the next two days, other than being cold and wet and hungry and too afraid to stop and eat, and not sure that he wanted to eat.   

On the first night he got tangled in a thicket of brambles and lost his shirt to their thorns; stumbling as he got free of them he tumbled down a slope to a pond where his boots got lost in the muck. 

But he didn’t care.  He had his lute and he was on his way home and then…

And then what?  In a moment of clarity he realized that he had no way to pay for tuition.  Maybe he could find a way, and if not…

It didn’t matter, he realized; he wasn’t going to survive.  He was shirtless and barefoot, and sleet and freezing rain pelted him, and his chest and ribs hurt with every breath, and he wasn’t entirely sure that he didn’t have something broken inside.

But he was going to make it back to the school, to the only place he had ever felt safe or happy.  The orchard, he thought.  This journey had started in an orchard and it could end in one.  The orchard, where he had played as they taught Jorsen to dance.  And where Jorsen had played music with him, with a flute he had fashioned from a tree branch. Other than Yhonshel’s rooms, he had been happiest there.

Jorsen.  A sad smile crossed his lips and he choked on a sob.  Jorsen was his best friend and he felt like he was letting him down as much as he was Yhonshel.  Maybe he could find a dry spot during the day and write him a note to tell him that he tried.



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14 responses to “Sunday Snippet July 3, 2016

  1. Oh I think you successfully managed to tug at my heart already for this Book 7. This poor kid. My heart aches for him. I hope someone either finds him to help him, or he makes it the academy. I know they won’t turn him away even if he can’t pay tuition, they all have big hearts. Great scene, you can really feel his despair and hopelessness. And the hope of where he felt happy and safe. Very well done.

    • Brythel is probably the cadet that grows and changes the most. Wait until you get to meet him for the first time in the novel. (This is a bit further on in Book Seven.)

  2. his memories beautifully told. great snippet!

  3. Rather sad, but he’s struggling on.

  4. Poor Brythel, so SAD. But an immensely effective excerpt, really tugs at the heartstrings.

  5. Brought some tears to my eyes. Good heartfelt snippet.

  6. Oh… That was sadder than I was expecting. Beautiful, but sad. Poor Brythel…

  7. elainecsc2013

    What a sad situation.

  8. Gem

    Such a tumble of emotion left me breathlessly with him, trying to decide if I/he would live or die. So well done!!

  9. He’s worried about letting his friends down, but I hope his friends don’t let him down in his hour of need.

  10. His memories are touching and reveal much about him, both then and now.

  11. I’m touched by the melancholy in this snippet. Well done.

  12. Poor Brythel, enduring sleet with no shirt/shoes, and so many worries. I wouldn’t wish what this poor kid’s going through on anyone. I hope things get better for him… :-/

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