Hooked on Imprisoned in Stone, The Weather Strikes, #MFRWHooks

For the next several weeks, the posts will showcase Imprisoned in Stone. To set the scene, Maerva has been accepted as an apprentice mage and is learning her craft. Her first journeyman task is to escort a herd of magical equines called the seisag to a winter grazing ground. But a blizzard is chasing their heels.

Excerpt:

Howling winds pulled Maerva from her light sleep. A thick white fog beyond the fire showed the blizzard in full rage. Her pulse raced. She had to harness the storm, to save the seisag. Fear of the unknown chilled her soul as much as the air cooled her skin. This would be her first real test as a mage. With an effort she forced herself to calm, to slow her racing pulse, she visualized the words of the spell. Uncomfortable being seated, she rose and moved beyond the reflector rock.

So as not to disturb the resting seisag, she whispered the incantation. Nothing happened. The wind still roared like a wounded bear. What had been fear soared to dread. A remembered warning in Tralin’s soft tone whispered in her ears. “To control the wind, one needs a weather stone.”

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