Sons Of Evil: Book 1 Book Of Dread - Plot & Excerpts
Landri muttered as he ground his teeth. Maybe it would have been different if his mother still lived, but she had been gone for five years, taken by a fever that refused to break, the delirium that had overcome her at the end a memory he couldn’t escape. His father had grown colder to him then, something he had not thought possible, the iciness a bitter contrast to the way his mother had burned up from the inside. What little love his father could express was now solely shown to Frelis, Landri’s older brother. Landri kicked aside a stool, thinking of the way his brother had stood over him as the gathered crowd laughed, the older boy having easily parried aside the younger’s blows as they practiced their combat skills with wooden staffs, and then the world turning upside down as Frelis managed to hook Landri’s legs and send him flying. The faces grew harder and more sinister as he replayed his latest defeat over and over in his mind, none more so than that of his father, Thrum, who cheered the skill of his elder son while sneering at the feebleness of the younger.
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