Dead Stars - Part One (The Emaneska Series) - Plot & Excerpts
Fast and blunt yet bright as sunlight, it slipped behind the tendons of his knee and deftly pulled the earth out from under him. Korrin hit the sand with a crunch and a wheeze. He wasn’t surprised to find the same dull blade tickling his windpipe when he lifted his head to breathe. The scarlet-headed woman squeezing its handle threw him a contemptuous look and stood up. Exasperation glinted in the russet shards that were her eyes. She gazed down, lip curled, at the wan figure sprawled at her feet. Korrin had rolled onto his stomach. He lay there like a beached whale, tasting sand. It tasted of disappointment. It tasted the same as the last time. ‘Again?’ brayed a nearby man, a giant of a figure, and even more so looking up from the sand. ‘Estina, I owe you a mug of valtik after all!’ ‘Peasant,’ snorted Estina, from a little distance away. She had gone to fetch a white towel from a barrel by a door. ‘Hope for him yet,’ advised another voice, finding time to speak in between the sharp clack and clatter of spear shafts repeatedly colliding with a pole.
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