Hi again 🙂
Quick post that came to mind (also check out the homepage it’s fresh)
I often wonder, if my dreams came true, and I had to pick one or two lines to try best sell my story, which would those lines be. I’ve in some ways settled on the end of chapter 8, a chapter entitled “The First of the Thunder”.
Perhaps it’s fitting it ends on a rumbling note, a warning for the story to come. Enjoy!
Marke returned his gaze to the hill.
Soon, one shadow became clear. It was a solitary mounted figure, silhouetted against the pale ghost-light of a green dawn.
Alongside him, Damir’s expression wavered too, but his eyes never left the hill far-off.
“They are the Exiles,” he said.