Poetry with a Blade
Mo Xiong
He gestured ahead of him. “Come, you have better eyes than I. Help me find a sword.”
Yi frowned. “Find a sword?
Mo Xiong
He gestured ahead of him. “Come, you have better eyes than I. Help me find a sword.”
Yi frowned. “Find a sword?
Amanda Jeffrey
He glared over his shoulder in their direction.
“I do! I deny every one of them! But do not dare presume that I claim innocence.
Anthony Reynolds
The blade will not claim you.”
“Yet if—”
“The blade will not claim you.
Ariel Lawrence
She looked up at him, his face reduced to gray shadow, yet the scar across his nose was clear.
“Who are you?” she asked.
“Another broken blade,” he answered.
Dana Luery Shaw
Rayla Heide
I curl my stinger and she falls. Do not return. Do not take our namestones. We are not yours. We are all.
Anthony Reynolds
Was just sent to look for the crown! Get me out of here, get me out of here, get me out—”
His voice is gettin’ louder as his panic builds.
Elyse Lemoine
Next time, I'll do better. I promise.
I'm gonna go now! I wanna check on everyone before I leave.
Odin Austin Shafer
But he is silenced by the darkness—the endless darkness I have just escaped.
And I have eyes.
I can see the falling rain.
Dana Luery Shaw
Satokka shrugged. “It’s payment, to cross the veil.”
“Who do they pay it to? Who would have use for those teeth?
Rowan Noel Williams
Your beauty arrests me, and I am powerless in your tender embrace. You have only to ask, my love, and I will give you my heart.
Yours without question & endlessly devoted,
Emet Sassen
“Self defense,” she said with a smile, rehearsing her lie for the bounty pursers. “Crazy fool came at me with that fang-sword of his. I didn’t have a choice.
Those who survive the arduous journey to the foot of the titanic mountain are welcomed as fellow pilgrims by the scattered, tribal communities that have set up nomadic camps around its base.
Here the weary traveller learns of the tribes, such as the Rakkor, who have endured the harsh climate and unforgiving lands around the mountain for millennia.
Laura Michet
She shuddered—his eyes were like iron. “Old Zalt was ready to die. But you should have been ready to fight.”
“Y-yes,” she stammered.
Ian St. Martin
John O'Bryan
“Bayal, does your one task have anything to do with tending the path?” asked Qiyana.
“No, my Yunalai.
Michael Luo
The weapons shop looked grimy—just the way Samira liked it. A sign hung askew on the door: Lani & Miel Munitions.