Excerpt from The Bow of Destiny

Athson sat up, his chest heaving. That was too real. His ears rang with the eagle’s screams and his face burned with the rush of frigid wind. What were those words? Something about a bow? He shook his head. Could that be it? Soul’s-ease – he needed it. No. He’d forgotten it at the ranger […]
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Published on September 30, 2016 14:05
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