He was creating something. Instantly, she knew what it was.
Category: fantasy, high fantasy. excerpt from Flight, Book One of the Outer Flower
Flight, Chapter Seventy Eight
The team reared and suddenly the wagon was careening wildly, dangerously, down the street.
Chapter Seventy- Seven
As they crossed the bridge, fear crawled in her belly like a small animal. They were feeding on something. The thought came to her that it might be a man.
Flight, Chapter Seventy Five
Oren could tell that the boy was frightened, yet he turned at the sound of his voice. “Help me!” he rasped.
Flight, Chapter Seventy Four
He struggled to his feet without the use of his hands. they’d been stomped on. He’d been left to starve in the small, squalid cell.
Flight, Chapter Seventy One
Chapter 71 “I have poisoned the King. As well as his councilor. The Warrior sent by the Shautu isn’t dead, but in the dungeons. He may be… Read more “Flight, Chapter Seventy One”
Flight, Sixty Five
He’d drank too much and too quickly. Had he really seen a woman sporting a boar’s head enter the door?
Flight, Chapter Sixty Four
Elymas had sent the poison in a silver chalice on a silver tray.
Flight, Chapter Sixty Three
Lud Sellum was not a tonic, but a plant. Rare and precious.
Flight, Chapter Fifty Five
Rizla flew in an indigo cloud and rejoiced at the gift of flight. Flight was the gift she cherished.
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