More from Song and Sword, the first novel I published, since I’m working on a sequel and need the motivation. This follows immediately after last week’s snippet, which ended with:
…and the world shook.
The Orcs holding him lost their balance and he stumbled, struggling to stay on his feet as the ground bucked beneath him. Dakkas stumbled across the floor to Kashrya, and with a strength born of pain and fury he pulled the Orc off of her and shoved him to the floor.
He reached for Kashrya and she clung to him for a moment, trying to find her balance as he pulled her from the table, the cavern collapsing around them as they ran, stumbling, holding each other.
“This way!” Kashrya said, tugging him toward a passageway. She didn’t know why that one, but it felt right, and Dakkas, having no more sense of where they were than she did, went with her. The tunnel led upward, away from their cell, and, Dakkas hoped, toward the outside.
Behind them came sounds of panic, and screams of Orcs injured by the collapsing cavern. Ahead of them was silence, and all around them was darkness and nothing seemed real, not even the touch of their hands.
The climb grew steeper and Kashrya stumbled, lagging farther and farther behind until Dakkas was practically dragging her.
Blurb:
Pashevel: a simple Elven Bard — and the Crown Prince
Marlia: a Paladin of Arithen, the Elven God of Justice – seeking vengeance for the destruction of her village
Dakkas: heir to the Drow throne — if his father and elder half-brother don’t kill him first
Kashrya: raised among a tribe of nomadic Humans, she is unaware of her true heritage — or of the prophecy that made her mother an outcast
Their goal: build a bridge between the Elves and their outcast brethren, the Drow, reuniting them and undoing the damage caused in a time so far gone that history has become legend and legend has become myth.
But first, they have a problem to solve: how do you stop a war that hasn’t started?
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Novel Notes 
Such great suspense in this whole scene.
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It seems counterintuitive to be thankful for an earthquake, but somehow I am.
I loved the description of the passage in the darkness where nothing seemed real.
Intense snippet, P.T. :)
Oh, what a dramatic snippet, I could almost feel their fear, and was willing them to get to safety!
Well whether it was his power, or ‘just’ an earthquake or whatever happened, I’m glad they’re on the run and free for now at least. Great snippet…
Suspenseful. the Orcs got what they deserved.
Great imagery! Intense and I have to agree with Elaine. The Orcs got what they deserved.
At least they seem to be getting out, I sure hope it’s real.