Saturday, June 06, 2009

“I doubt that you shall stop me, old man!”

The meadow-turned-battlefield reeled beneath a cry of horror that flooded from V’s soul more than from her throat, causing huge rocks to tremble and the ground to shift. Those who seemed unaware of her presence all turned toward her in wonder and beheld a dark blue shimmer about her and a sense, not perceptible to their eyes, that blood gushed from her to flood the meadow like rain from a sudden cloudburst.

It always helps to have a sorceress with you in battle but they are not omnipotent.

Friends are on their way but the war for the throne has just begun. Next comes one of the more horrific scenes - one of those that you know is right and must be written but is painful to write and read - a nightmare, blessedly not a literal scene. It is followed by a graced encounter with a goddess.

Up to page 75.

--the BB

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