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Sunday Snippet, December 10 2017

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.  

 

 

 

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 29 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 breeze grew stronger, bringing with it the scents of spring, and a faint light beckoned as well.  It grew brighter until he was almost sobbing with relief as he squeezed past a fallen boulder and found himself at the entrance to the outside world. 

The sky was burning with sunset as he stumbled out onto a boulder-strewn plateau.  Ahead of him a small rise promised a view of the world, and he headed toward it.

“Look, Kashrya,” he whispered.  “We’re free. It’s beautiful…”

She stirred in his arms, her eyes opening, staring up at him blankly. “Dakkas…”

“We made it, Kashrya! We’re out. We’re free.”  He dropped to his knees at the top of the rise, holding her so she could see the sky. “Look.”

She nestled against him. “Thank you, Dakkas.” Her voice was barely audible and the faintness of it pained him.  For a long moment they remained in silence, watching as the sky purpled.  “Dakkas? Sing to me. Sing me to sleep…”

“No!” he thought, but he could not deny her, and he sang, softly, choking on the words of the ancient lullaby.

 

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, October 22 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:

As he drifted off he was awakened by what sounded like the loudest whip crack he had ever heard. His head snapped back and he was on his feet in an instant, fear lending him strength.  Heart racing, he looked around, seeing only blackness.  The ground trembled again, but in a different way, and he heard the sound of more rocks falling, this time from ahead of them.

Then all grew silent again, but something was different.  As he turned, he felt a trace of a breeze on his face, and drew in a deep breath.  Yes.  Somewhere, somewhere up there, up the passageway they’d been following, somewhere there was fresh air, an opening to the outside and he nearly laughed with joy as he pulled Kashrya to her feet and into his arms again and began walking toward it, hope propelling him as much as fear had done previously. 

“Soon,” he whispered to the unconscious woman in his arms. “Soon we will be out of here.”  Part of him wondered if it was true, or if they would get to the source of the air only to find an opening too small or too high up to get out of.  And part of him knew that she was going to die anyhow, in the cave or out: there was no hope for her – or for him.

But he went on.

 

 

 

 

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, 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?

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, 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

and at Smashwords for everything else

 

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

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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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