Bloodline
Graham McNeill
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Five hundred warriors at least; light skirmishers, whooping horse-archers, and fighting men bearing scale shields and heavy axes. The Will of the Dead
Laura Michet
Yorick leaned forward to see, and the light of the amulet made a sinister dance across his craggy features. 
The Slumber Party Summoning
Ariel Lawrence
I’ve asked Janna about the First Light and especially its guidance, but the memories, even for her, are murky and broken. 
Confessions of a Broken Blade: Part 3
Ariel Lawrence
Sleep had finally come for her, but it was the light, fitful sleep of someone who knew the coming dawn could be her last. 
Taliyah
An imposing braid of sharp rock reached up to the light of the moon. Taliyah looked at the shocked faces of the people who surrounded her. 
Arisen
The immense statues of Shurima’s earliest rulers – his ancestors – watched his progress.
The soft, shadowy light of predawn seeped through his city. The brightest stars still shone overhead, though they would soon be snuffed out by the rising sun.
Where Icathia Once Stood
Graham McNeill
An abyss that bled purple light tore open amid the Shurimans, and I saw their ivory-skinned general overcome by whipping cords of matter.
In Battle, Broken
L J Goulding
“Greetings, friend,” she called out. “May the Sun’s light be upon you. I hope your journey through the mountains has not been too hard.”
Perennial
Dana Luery Shaw
They had started early in the morning, but the golden light of late afternoon shone on them when they heard a knock at the door. 
Twin Dawns
The star that floods its surface with light was one of my earliest creations, a confluence wrought of love and radiance. 
The Spear of Targon
Anthony Reynolds
Behind the convoy, less than a mile distant, the sea glittered like dragon scales in the dying light. A trio of galleys could be seen, sails unfurling as they turned north on the long journey home.
THEN, TEETH
Matt Dunn
Gunky, sword-sized teeth. Criss-crossed the boat. Losing light. Closing. In the jaull’s mouth. Lifeline slack. Cut.
The tongue was too slick.
Viktor
But when his friend’s prejudices against the undercity and its people came to light, it seems Viktor felt their bond beginning to weaken. Resolving to hide his plans, he experimented alone, until he ultimately lost control of the hexcore.
If They Run
He and his friends surround the girl, their blades catching what little light survives in these depths. I recognize their tattered rags. The Gray Nails. 
Everywhere, and Everyone
L J Goulding
Lord Vladimir is not one to linger out in the morning’s light, at least not without good reason. By the rosy tint of his cheek, I would guess his night was spent incognito in some decadent salon of the noble houses—likely hosted by that buffoon Edvin Cortain, or one of the Noradis.
The Eye in the Abyss
Anthony Reynolds
It hardened, like cooling volcanic rock. A sickening purple light began to pulse within him, like a second heartbeat, radiating out through his flesh. 
Sisterhood of War Part I: Old Wounds
Ian St. Martin
He saw the same green light from the runes flicker once in her eyes, as she glanced at him. 
Twilight of the Gods
Graham McNeill
He sobbed at what he had been forced to do.
The light burned away his remaining eye, and a world of darkness closed in on him.
The Man With the Grinning Shadow
Jared Rosen
Soon the light faded, and the metal unwound itself as Lucian scanned his surroundings.
The Host
Amanda Jeffrey
I stare through watering eyes at a tiny vault light in the brick ceiling, desperate to see anything but what I’ve become.