Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Visit the other participants on the list and read, and comment on their 8sunday posts. And now, Part two from the excerpt "Shall We Fly?" from Windmaster Legacy
To
set, the scene, Lord Dal and his mount, the gray falaire stallion,
Tairneach, were in search for the captured Lady Ellspeth when the
stallion snuffled a warning. Dal realized he was being herded to the edge
of the plateau. They had no choice, but to jump. And now the SundaySnippet.
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Excerpt:
Wings emerged from Taer’s side. His triumphant bugle resounded to the clouds. After a few heartbeats of free flight, Dal released his death grip. Sitting up, he adjusted his legs so they would not hamper the slight shifts Taer’s wings made during the glide toward the ground.
Dal held his breath as the earth closed to a handspan beneath the fàlaire’s hooves. Instead of the bounce he expected to experience after a hard fall, Taer’s slow trot absorbed the forward motion. His whinny when he came to a stop sounded like the giggle of a mischievous child.
“You didn’t tell me you could fly,” Dal mumbled. “After all these years, you’re still keeping secrets from me?”
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I hope you like the snippet I shared for Dal this week. Be sure to read the other Weekend Writing Warriors blogs and the #SnippetSunday authors for more great reads. ~till next time, Helen
Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Visit the other participants on the list and read, and comment on their 8sunday posts. A reprise from the past for Windmaster Legacy, Book 2 of my fantasy series, The Windmaster Novels.
To set, the scene, Lord Dal and his mount, the gray falaire stallion, Tairneach, were in search for the captured Lady Ellspeth when the stallion snuffled a warning. Two squads of archers stepped from the concealing trees. Dust off to the left indicated mounted men galloping toward him in a flanking maneuver. When a third group of men on horseback raced into view, Dal realized he was being herded to the edge of the plateau. And now the SundaySnippet.
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Tairneach trotted two steps toward the edge, then spun on his haunches to face the oncoming force. His commands were clear.
“You’re sure about this?”
Taer’s trumpeting drowned out the screeches of the circling birds.
Dal slid his sword back into its scabbard. Lightning bolts flew from his fingers into the mass of men. Commending his fate to his ancestors, he draped himself over Taer’s neck. With a wild neigh, the stallion spun and raced to the cliff’s edge. This time he did not stop, but leaped into space.
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I hope you like the snippet I shared for Dal this week. Next week, I'll share what happened. In the meantime, be sure to read the other Weekend Writing Warriors blogs and the #SnippetSunday authors for more great reads. ~till next time, Helen
