Lol, show of hands – who (besides me, because you know I did) just started thinking of, or maybe even singing, “Getting To Know You” from The King and I?
Anywho, I write on DarkJade’s blog as well – Legends Undying – and this week DarkJade has asked everybody who writes there to introduce themselves and tell everybody a little about themselves as a writer and what we’re currently working on. And I thought I’d like to share it here as well. 🙂
Lol – brace yourselves. I’m a little odd. 🙂 (lets pretend you didn’t already notice ;D )
~ For my best friend, my sister in heart. In loving memory of MDC(Y). ~
A Mountain Overlook Outside the Capital City of Neluk.
Meya Hestina kept her body low to the ground, holding the feline form of the kurag she was attuned to. A deadly predator, she moved silently through the tall grass, ropey muscles tensing as she wound between trees and low, leafy plants. In the darkness, where the light of the moon couldn’t reach through the thick canopy of arching branches and purplish blue and green leaves, her deep red fur was indistinguishable from her surroundings. Black tipped her short, pointed ears and long tail, and ran in a line from the crown of her head to a point between her shoulder blades, narrowing as it went.
An anuk aspect, this was her chosen animal. She had practiced until keeping this form became second nature. Barely needing to concentrate, she was free to let her senses roam. Picking up the soft pulse of the energies around her. Listening to the faint rustling sounds of wind in the leaves and the heartbeats of other creatures. Her sharp, pale blue eyes caught the subtle movements of those smaller animals in the darkness.
Certain death waited ahead. This was it. Mayun Tejans knew she was going to die.
An honorable death? In some grand battle?
No. Not so much. More of a very awkward, flailing, screaming kind of death where she was at risk of tripping over her own feet and injuring others on her way down.
Just a few feet behind her was the path leading back down the mountain. But even though escape was within her reach, she didn’t dare turn around. There was a totally different kind of doom lying in wait if she did. She could feel her trainer’s steely gaze fixed on her, like a steady pressure at her back.
Hello all! I hope you’ve all had a Happy New Year! 🙂
I’ll be wrapping up The Dreamer in the next few weeks or so – I hope you’ve liked it so far! 🙂 It’s been a while since my last chapter from this story, so I thought I’d give a brief re-cap before I start.