This is part eleven of my Astral Mage serial, following The Tide Turns! Artemuse couldn’t leave her body without raising Draumir’s suspicions, nor could she ride away so he wouldn’t notice when she entered the astral plane. She needed a distraction. A thundering crash filled the air, and Draumir’s face blanched as he watched the Statue […]
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#FridayFlash – The Tide Turns
This is part ten of my Astral Mage serial, following on from Battle! The Vaal’kyr needed no further encouragement. They dropped from the sky, plummeting towards Draumir’s troops. The wraiths scattered, and darted away towards the distant mountains. The Vaal’kyr swooped to tear the enchantments from the war trolls before racing after the departing wraiths. […]
#FridayFlash – Battle
This is part nine of my Astral Mage serial, following on from War is Coming! A horn sounded behind them, and Artemuse turned to see the militia pour over the rise. They moved as a swarm, falling into companies behind the Statue Army. Their commander, a man Artemuse didn’t recognise, broke away and rode towards […]
#FridayFlash – War is Coming
This is part eight in my Astral Mage serial. Continues from Riding Ever Onwards last week! The vast Statue Army stood on the other side of the hill, their ancient banners flapping in the breeze. Artemuse spotted Eddister, a tiny figure standing alongside Lord Festiniog behind the lines. Several of the Palace Guard were mounted, clustered […]
#FridayFlash – Riding Ever Onwards
This is part seven in my Astral Mage serial. Continues from The Queen last week! The horses were saddled and ready in the courtyard when Artemuse and the Queen reached the stables. Artemuse gulped when she saw Mirage, a gigantic beast of a black stallion. The Royal Crest on his saddle gleamed, a flash of […]
#FridayFlash – The Queen
This is part six in my Astral Mage serial, following on from The Roost last week! Artemuse sailed across the palace courtyard and dropped neatly through an open window into the throne room. She landed on a torch bracket high in the ceiling and looked down, expecting to see guards or courtiers fawning over the […]
