Falcon Feather ~ Chapter 4 ~ by Susan Anwin
“She was floating. There were no memories, just the the silence and the dark and and it was alright…” Read the last part of the saga Falcon Feathers here!
“She was floating. There were no memories, just the the silence and the dark and and it was alright…” Read the last part of the saga Falcon Feathers here!
“Couriers galloped up and down along the length of the procession, cart drivers cried out. The harness tightened across the backs of the oxen.”
“Blood and soul, flesh and bone,” she recited the ritual text. “Take whichever you like.” “Your hand will do…” Falcon Feather, a new story by Susan Anwin.
“Hey! Tim! You hear me? Come ‘n get me out of here, bitch! … Look, I really don’t think this is gonna work. We did not part on the best of terms.”
My first instinct was to protest that I wasn’t a vohiek, but the Prince went on. “I should have killed you when I had the chance. I might, still.”
“Any prince or noble would be glad to have that pure blood in their dynasty. Instead of cleaning shit for aristocrats…”