The night wind blew across my body as the tent flaps briefly opened. As always the air was humid even when there was a chill in it. Currently I wasn't sharing my wyvern's eyes and so all I saw was darkness. Though my eyes saw nothing, my other senses had been trained so I could suffer the loss of sight. I felt the humidity of the wind and the warmth of my lover. If a fate worse than death consumed me during the upcoming battle, she would no longer be my wife.
"Mont, thank you for coming." She said, putting her head on my chest.
Friday, July 7, 2017
Thursday, July 6, 2017
Update: Starting to Edit Prologue for The Thief and the Ghost
After so much time writing...I'm finally starting to edit this wonderful chapter! Love, battle, and sadness all in the first chapter. Hopefully you'll feel even more sadness as the series goes on.
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