Their demeanor didn’t seem to match the aggressive looks of the beasts. Each jet-black horse stood perfectly still while their smallish tails flipped back and forth as if they were happy dogs. With the occasional stomping of a front hoof followed by an impatient snort, they seemed almost eager.“A...
Jacob had gathered two thick piles of leaves, which they would use as beds tonight. He figured they just needed a little drying out and then should do just fine. Each time he asked her if she was all right, she simply nodded her head absently before shivering for the hundredth time. At least she ...
The gusting winds drove the rain sideways for brief moments before dying down, only to pummel the area with hail mixed with the already heavy rain. The guards manning the main gate paced back and forth across the top of the fence on a platform just large enough for two men...
Gripping their damp rags filled with holes and grim, they carefully wiped down the smooth, glassy walls, whether they needed it or not. Cautious not to leave streaks or smudges, their movements were slow and precise. It seemed far more likely that using the filthy rags would do more harm than goo...
“The People’s Voice” was a tome of a book indeed. Over a thousand yellowed pages extended between its thick, black, leather binding. On its front was an embroidered golden scepter that could be felt by touching it. The book was not hers per se, but was property of the city of Taron. Although not ...