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Sunday Snippet, October 15 2017

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:

He had no idea how long he had walked – it could have been minutes or hours or even days – nothing existed except pain, despair, and Kashrya.

He leaned against the wall of the tunnel, breathing hard, his legs shaking.  He slid to the floor, and his back, already a mass of welts and scars, scraped against the rough stone wall.  He moaned, his breath tightening in pain, and Kashrya roused slightly, reaching up to touch his cheek.

“Dakkas?”  Her voice was weak, but full of concern for him, and he felt a stab of something he couldn’t name as it occurred to him that he didn’t remember there ever being a time when anyone was concerned about him.

“I’m all right,” he said, his voice nothing more than a whisper.  He turned his head and kissed the inside of her wrist.  “I just need to rest for a moment…” 

His eyes closed, and he realized that it had been an eternity since he had had any real sleep, or food.  The Orcs had not wasted food on their prisoners, occasionally tossing some dried bread crusts to them, bread crusts that neither of them had the energy to eat.

Sleep. All he wanted was sleep.

 

 

 

 

Song and Sword cover

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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Sunday Snippet, October 8 2017

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:

“Dakkas. I can’t,” she sobbed.  “I can’t go any further…”  She dropped to her knees, shaking, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

Reaching for her in the darkness, he pulled her to her feet and scooped her into his arms. “I won’t leave you.”

She tried to protest, but he held her against him and with a soft sob she gave in, letting him carry her, both of them hoping that this would lead them somewhere safe – if there was such a place. 

The ground no longer trembled, but he was weak, and he knew that it would not be long before he, too, could not go any further.  But the only thing that truly mattered was that he had Kashrya, and that there was no sound of pursuit.  If they were going to die, they would die together, and free.

 

 

Song and Sword cover

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?

Available for Kindle at Amazon

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Sunday Snippet, October 1 2017

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.

 

 

 

 

Song and Sword cover

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?

Available for Kindle at Amazon

and at Smashwords for everything else

 

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

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Sunday Snippet, September 24 2017

More from Song and Sword, the first novel I published, since I’m working on a sequel and need the motivation.  This follows a bit after last week’s snippet.  Time has passed but neither is aware of how much.

 

They shoved him ahead of them to the well known torture chamber, but this time it was brightly lit – they wanted him to see what was happening.  Kashrya was lying on a stone table, held down by Orcs, her clothing stripped from her.  When she saw Dakkas she closed her eyes, unable to bear the look on his face, not wanting to see him as he was forced to watch…

He struggled, but the Orcs holding him just laughed and tightened their grips on his arms. Weak and weaponless, he could do nothing but watch helplessly as a large Orc advanced on Kashrya, his huge member erect. “Please, no,” he sobbed silently as Kashrya cried out in pain and fear as the Orc touched her, his huge rough hands squeezing her flesh, bruised and welted from her torture, his oversized manhood pressing against her as he gazed down at her, savoring her terror.  “Please don’t let this happen to her.”  

The Orc’s laughter covered her sobs as he covered her body with his and a cold anger descended on Dakkas.  Raising his head, he called out in Drow, calling upon Rathen, the God of Vengeance, to rain down upon them that which they had wrought…

As soon as the last word passed his lips Kashrya screamed, the Orc laughed, and the world shook.

 

 

 

 

Song and Sword cover

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?

Available for Kindle at Amazon

and at Smashwords for everything else

 

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

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Sunday Snippet, September 17 2017

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.

 

“Kashrya,” he whispered softly. “Believe me, I would never knowingly do anything to bring you harm, and I will never stop blaming myself for whatever it was that I did that brought you here.”

“I don’t think you did anything,” she told him, her voice soft. “I think that they would have taken me even without using me as bait for you.”  She edged slightly closer to him. “Thank you, for trying to rescue me.”

“Some rescue,” he said bitterly.

“Don’t,” she pleaded.  “Don’t blame yourself.  You tried.  That’s more than anyone else would have done.”   She paused and swallowed hard. “That’s more than anyone else did.”          

“What do you mean?”

“Some of the men, they started to follow… but the chief called them back. He let the Orcs take me.”

If he ever got out of here, Dakkas vowed, that chief would pay…

 

Song and Sword cover

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?

Available for Kindle at Amazon

and at Smashwords for everything else

 

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

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Sunday Snippet, September 10 2017

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.

 

“How do you know my name?  Who are you and why are they doing this?” 

“I don’t know why,” he replied.  “I was hoping you could tell me.”  He took a deep breath, wincing at the pain.  “My name is Dakkas, and I know your name because I’ve been watching you.”  He reached for her but she shrank away from his touch and he drew back, not blaming her.

“Watching me?” She seemed surprised. “Why me?”

“Because… I… I don’t know.   You are beautiful, but it’s more than that.  I… Maybe it’s because I know what it is like to be the outsider.”

 

Song and Sword cover

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?

Available for Kindle at Amazon

and at Smashwords for everything else

 

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

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Sunday Snippet, September 3 2017

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 the Orcs dragging Kashrya away.

 

A few moments later they were back, and they cut the ropes that held Dakkas, letting him fall to the floor before grabbing his arms and dragging him to a cell.  The clang of the solid metal door rang in his ears, and when the sound cleared he could hear Kashrya’s soft sobs.

“Kashrya?” he asked hoarsely, struggling to crawl toward the sound. There was no light, for which he was grateful.  He didn’t want to be reminded of the marks on her body, marks that were, somehow, his fault.

 

 

Song and Sword cover

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?

Available for Kindle at Amazon

and at Smashwords for everything else

 

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

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Sunday Snippet, August 27 2017

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.

Continuing from last week.

Dakkas lost track of how many times the whips struck him.  Nothing existed for him except pain, the sound of the whips striking his body, and Kashrya’s soft sobs.  Especially Kashrya’s sobs – they hurt him more deeply than the whips.  Even when his back grew sticky with blood, it was only Kashrya’s pain that he felt.

“Tell him.”  The voice brought him back from the brink of unconsciousness. “Tell him what they are going to do to you.  Tell him, and they will stop what they are doing.”

“Rape me.” Kashrya’s voice was hoarse with fear and pain and tears. “They are going to rape me.” Her body shook with sobs and Dakkas wanted nothing more than to wrap his arms around her, but the Orcs yanked the ropes off her wrists and dragged her away. 

 

 

 

 

Song and Sword cover

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?

Available for Kindle at Amazon

and at Smashwords for everything else

 

Find more great reading
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Sunday Snippet, August 20 2017

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.

Continuing from last week.

Suddenly a figure appeared between Dakkas and Kashrya.  The torches on the wall made him nothing more than a silhouette, but Dakkas could make out the handle of a whip that pressed Kashrya’s face up.  “Tell him what they’re going to do to you.  Tell him what he’ll get to watch.”

She whimpered and shook her head, her body shaking with fear.

“Tell him!” Anger in the voice for the first time, and the man’s arm snapped back and the whip lashed out falling sharply across her breasts, eliciting the first scream from her.

“Stop it!” Dakkas was almost sobbing. 

“Are you offering to take her place?” the voice sneered.

“Yes. Just let her go.  Please, let her go.  Do whatever you want to me, but let her go.”  Dakkas had never begged for anything in his life, but now he was pleading with his unknown but so familiar tormenter.

“Very well,” the voice mocked.  “Tonight you can take her place. But for the main event, well, I think they will prefer her to you.”

He motioned and the Orcs left Kashrya and advanced on Dakkas.  A moment later dual whips slashed across his bare back. His back arched, his head snapping back, but he refused to give them the satisfaction of voicing his pain. Instead, his eyes sought Kashrya, silently pleading with her to forgive him.

 

 

 

 

Song and Sword cover

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?

Available for Kindle at Amazon

and at Smashwords for everything else

 

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

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Sunday Snippet, August 13, 2017

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.

Continuing from last week.

 

“Yes,” the voice purred from behind him as the Orcs tied her in a position similar to his.  “Your little lady love. She was the perfect bait.”

Dakkas tried to turn to see who was speaking, but a sudden cry snapped his head back toward Kashrya and he watched helplessly as one drew back his arm to strike her again.

“Stop it!  Let her go. You have me, now let her go.” 

“Ah, but I want both of you,” the voice said. “It will be so much more fun to watch you suffer her torment.”

Dakkas was forced to watch as the Orcs struck her, again and again, until he was sure that she could not take any more, and tears streamed down his face.  It was his fault that she was here, his fault that she was being subjected to this.

“They’re not going to kill her,” the voice assured him through her sobs of pain. “Tomorrow, or perhaps the next day, or maybe next week, they will be enjoying her in other ways.” 

Dakkas felt sick at what the voice implied and shook his head in denial. “No,” he moaned. “Please. Let her go.”   

 

 

Song and Sword cover

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?

Available for Kindle at Amazon

and at Smashwords for everything else

 

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

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