Returning to Song and Sword for a while, until I decide on something else to torture you with.
“What’s wrong?” Pashevel asked. They were walking side by side along a mountain road that led through a forest, sunlight filtering through freshly opened leaves, their unicorns ambling beside them. “You’ve been… tense and edgy for the past week or more.”
“We’re too close to Drow territory,” Marlia burst out. “The raids… Please, Pashevel…”
“Mar –” Pashevel’s response was cut off as the unicorns suddenly stopped and tossed their heads, fidgeting nervously.
“What is it, Sonata?” Pashevel reached for her horn but only got a sense of unease, that something was not right. He looked over at Marlia who seemed to be receiving a similar message.
“It’s nothing that they are seeing or hearing,” she said.
“Let’s mount up,” he said tersely, and she nodded.
They were barely in their saddles when both unicorns charged forward in a full gallop, racing along the road as if demons were about to leap from behind the trees and eat them alive. Neither animal slowed until they burst from the tree cover and into open air. They stopped and stood, trembling, still tense, as their riders surveyed their surroundings.
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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2 responses to “Sunday Snippet, December 10 2017”
interesting snippet. i wonder what got them all stirred up.
These unicorns are handy to have around, sort of like watchdogs you can ride.