Welcome
to the Monday Morsel feature, where I share short extracts from the first draft
of my adult epic fantasy/fantasy romance, In
the Company of the Dead.
*
* *
His horse struck
the other animal's shoulder, hard enough to rattle Lyram's teeth and knock the attacker's
horse off stride. Lyram swung his sword, the blade whistling through the air, and
the enemy rider flung himself out of the saddle. Lyram's mount surged past the
now riderless horse in a thunder of hooves. Cursing, Lyram hauled on the reins.
The horse swung about in a wide circle.
The young woman
had stopped to watch the spectacle. Though the soldier had crashed to the
ground mere feet from her, she watched with a calm expression as he climbed to
his feet. Turning, the soldier saw her, and reached for her with his free
hand.
Horror squeezed
Lyram’s chest tight. He was too far away to make a difference. She brought one
long-fingered white hand up in a gesture of – what? Supplication? Forestalling?
Defence? The soldier seized her by the wrist, and with her other hand she
reached out and touched his chest.
*
* *
Thanks
for dropping by! Don't forget, this is a first draft, and as such won't be
perfect. If you like what you read, and are so inclined, show your support by
leaving a comment, and In the Company of
the Dead will be available in the future. I aim to have the first draft
finished by the end of March. If you'd like to sample more of my writing, check
out my novella Confronting the Demon.
If
this is your first visit to Monday Morsels, find others in the series by
clicking on the ‘Monday morsel’ tag, or go to the first installment.
More about In the Company of the Dead:
Lyram already crossed a prince, and now he finds himself on the brink of crossing a god.
Son of a duke and second in line for the throne, Lyram is exiled to a lonely
castle after assaulting the crown prince. When a hostile army arrives to
besiege the castle, he believes the prince wants him removed – permanently.
As though answering their prayers, Ellaeva, the Battle Priestess of the death
goddess, arrives unexpectedly. But she has not come to break the siege.
Instead, she is in pursuit of a necromancer of the evil god of decay. When
misfortune after misfortune befalls the beleaguered defenders, Lyram realises
the necromancer is hidden within the walls, sabotaging the very defence.
Against the backdrop of clashing gods, Lyram must fight to save himself from
the political machinations of his prince, and the dread plans of a necromancer.
But as the siege lengthens, he realises the greatest threat may come from
another quarter — a woman sworn body and soul to a god tempts him to pay a
terrible price.
If you enjoyed this post, please
feel free to check out my previous posts if you haven't already. If you're
finding yourself here often, you might like to join as a member, sign up to the
blog through RSS or email, or subscribe to my newsletter.
Don't forget to share the love and spread the word on
Twitter, Facebook or StumbleUpon (or other social networking site of your
choice) if you know other people who might also enjoy this.
Thanks for stopping by and visiting with us!
No comments:
Post a Comment