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I'm currently sharing excerpts from Children Of The Mist the second book in
The Destiny Trilogy. This is set on Niflheim, a planet close to the heart of Jess, who features in the first book. The heroine is one of her closest friends, Tamarith.
Thanks so much to everyone who has been following this series, and left comments xx
I'm currently sharing excerpts from Children Of The Mist the second book in
The Destiny Trilogy. This is set on Niflheim, a planet close to the heart of Jess, who features in the first book. The heroine is one of her closest friends, Tamarith.
Thanks so much to everyone who has been following this series, and left comments xx
This snippet carries on a bit further from last week's snippet which you can read
HERE As usual I have used some creative punctuation, not in the published version, in order to comply with the sentence count.
The sure-footed ponies picked their way along the narrow mountain path and Vidarh shivered against the sharp wind, his sodden clothes clinging to him, heavy and uncomfortable, chilling him even further. On reaching the foot of the mountain they urged the ponies into a mile-eating gallop, the exhilarating pace lifting his spirits and making him less aware of his discomfort.
He knew there were questions Tamarith wanted to ask, every now and then, he caught fragments of her curiosity, and that of the others. However, he merely projected back to her that he would explain once they reached Gladsheim and he'd changed into dry clothes.
At last, Gladsheim came into view. Vidarh drew in his breath, the city was even more beautiful than the stories had led him to believe. The mist, which still swirled over the mountains, had not yet reached the settlement. The setting suns cast a golden glow, suffused with touches of pink and crimson. Elegant houses, ranged around a long, narrow lake beneath snow-capped peaks, stood bathed in the ethereal light. Mosaic paths wound between tinkling fountains, and shrubs and flowers grew in profusion, despite the fine sprinkling of snow on the ground.
HERE As usual I have used some creative punctuation, not in the published version, in order to comply with the sentence count.
He knew there were questions Tamarith wanted to ask, every now and then, he caught fragments of her curiosity, and that of the others. However, he merely projected back to her that he would explain once they reached Gladsheim and he'd changed into dry clothes.
At last, Gladsheim came into view. Vidarh drew in his breath, the city was even more beautiful than the stories had led him to believe. The mist, which still swirled over the mountains, had not yet reached the settlement. The setting suns cast a golden glow, suffused with touches of pink and crimson. Elegant houses, ranged around a long, narrow lake beneath snow-capped peaks, stood bathed in the ethereal light. Mosaic paths wound between tinkling fountains, and shrubs and flowers grew in profusion, despite the fine sprinkling of snow on the ground.
BLURB
Two minds united against a common foe. Two hearts afraid to show their love:
Long ago Tamarith fell in love with a man she can never have, and is convinced she will never love another. However, she cannot help but be intrigued by a handsome stranger whose psychic powers exceed even her own.
Long ago Tamarith fell in love with a man she can never have, and is convinced she will never love another. However, she cannot help but be intrigued by a handsome stranger whose psychic powers exceed even her own.
Vidarh seeks only to find his true purpose in life and to win the regard of his father, who eschews his son’s psychic abilities. Thrown together by a common threat to their planet, then torn apart by an evil greater than any they could have imagined, can Vidarh save the lovely Nifl woman who has captivated him, before it is too late?
Will Tamarith and Vidarh overcome the deadly enemy who threatens to destroy all they know and love? Will they find the happiness they both seek? Or are they fated to live their lives alone?
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Nice description, though I would think he would have changed out of those wet clothes right away.
ReplyDeleteBrrr - I agree, except he did't have anything to change into - and even if he had, changing in the freezing conditions in front of strangers would not have been very easy, either! :)
Deleteyou paint such a rich picture. Well done!
ReplyDeleteThanks Adriana, glad you liked it!
DeleteSuch a wonderful description! It makes me want to be there too.
ReplyDeleteAw thanks, Christina, I had such fun imagining this particular location and finding out more about its history as I got deeper into the book!
DeleteThe picture you've painted is gorgeous. Be well, my friend.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Charmaine - you too!
DeleteLove the illustration. You paint it so beautiful with words. I hope the destination is all he expects it to be.
ReplyDeleteThanks Nancy, I guess he'd be glad just to get warm and have a hot meal at this moment!
DeleteI certainly feel his misery - all wet and cold! The description of the city was gorgeous - great snippet altogether...
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Veronica, so glad you liked the snippet!
DeleteGreat snippet! It felt like I was there!
ReplyDeleteThanks Amy, I'm so glad you liked it!
DeleteA lovely place - flowers even in the snow.
ReplyDeleteThanks Aurora, I love to see spring flowers peeking up through the snow so I felt it would be natural for there to be lots of flowers which would adapt to the cold, in the more temperate parts of the planet.
DeleteTo heck with the wet and cold, sounds like they're entering paradise.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Christiane - I'm really glad you feel like that - parts of the planet are really bleak and inhospitable, so I felt the habitable areas would be beautiful and welcoming to compensate!
DeleteGreat description, Hywela. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Siobhan x
DeleteBeautiful, vivid descriptions, Hywela! I'm hooked! :)
ReplyDeleteThank yo so much Julie -I'll probably give a little more next week before finishing excerpts from this book.
DeleteNothing like home!
ReplyDeleteNo...well it is a planet far, far away! :) Thanks so much for stopping by!
DeleteWow - what a beautiful description. I think I'd like to be there.
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Thank you so much Daryl, appreciate the tweet! So glad you enjoyed the snippet.
DeleteSounds like a beautiful city. I hope it's as welcoming as it appears.
ReplyDeleteHi PT - they're very glad to see him. so he's going to get a good welcome (and some fresh, dry clothes hopefully!)
DeleteGreat imagery! I was shivering along with Vidarh.
ReplyDeleteThanks Maggier - yes, poor guy's pretty cold and miserable at this point.
DeleteOoh, lovely! He's going to enter that pretty place all wet and bedraggled, though he's got such a story to tell, maybe it won't matter!
ReplyDeleteI don't think they'll mind too much about him being wet and bedraggled, they're just glad he' come to join them. He'll soon dry out! :)
DeleteGorgeous description! Sounds like a lovely place.
ReplyDeleteThanks Jenna, I have to admit I got rather fond of Gladsheim and its citizens!
DeleteThe city is a great contrast to his cold and discomfort at the first of the snippet.
ReplyDeleteLove the description of this place. Great contrast between how cold he is and his joy at seeing Gladsheim.
ReplyDeleteThanks Diane - glad the contrast came through! He's reached his destination now so he's relieved and thankful - but little does he know he has an even more arduous journey ahead!
DeleteLove the description of this place! I am intrigued by the flowers that bloom in spite of the snow... Nice!
ReplyDeleteThe imagery of the city is wonderful.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Karen, I'm so glad I was able to convey at least something of how I imagine it to be!
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