Half Blood

Half Blood Part XIX--The Flight of Friends

Submitted by Heather on Wed, 06/16/2010 - 19:27

The clouds drifted over the rolling hills, providing first a patch of dark shadow, then a patch of intensely bright sunshine. Varian struggled to rein in his attention, but his eyes always returned to scanning the hills, or to the great spire that was Mount Arborn.
Two days had passed since Archflame had told him the story of the Crown of Ages. Two days of intense training had followed, which Jokk ran his pupil through the toughest war-training he'd been in yet. Varian could feel his sore muscles complaining that he'd been still too long.

Half Blood--History's Retelling

Submitted by Heather on Tue, 06/01/2010 - 23:02

 The Crown of Ages was created long ago, when the Highlands and Lowlands were still one, by a master smith named Terbus. He had been commissioned by the wisest king of all, Malchus. King Malchus had Orkanilia's guiding hand on him and from a young age had been filled with great wisdom. King Malchus had striven for and asked for this wisdom from Orkanilia.

Half Blood Part X--Secrets Unveiled

Submitted by Heather on Fri, 11/06/2009 - 03:08

Jevran downed a glass of water in one gulp and closed his eyes. The councilmemebers were giving him a headache. They sounded like so many gossiping scullery maids. Comments and reflections on Varians' like were tossed back and forth, with the general consensus being, "Well, if he hadn't been half-Highlander, he would've made something of himself."

Jevran brought his fist down on the table so hard that it stung. The counselors flinched and glowered at him.

"Yes, sir?" Danilos asked.

Half Blood Part VIII-Onna's Risk

Submitted by Heather on Sat, 07/25/2009 - 23:52

Onna felt sweat trickling down her back beneath her shawl. Oh, that Jevran, she fumed.

Never mind that he was a good-hearted boy, beneath all that bluster. This time, something nasty in his drink at supper would be far too good for him. She heartily flicked the reins on the horse’s back. Imagine, talking her, a ninety-year-old woman—though she’d never admit that aloud—into smuggling Varian out of the castle!

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