Hooked on Imprisoned in Stone, Weather Fought, #MFRWHooks

The posts still showcase magic of a darker kind, Imprisoned in Stone. For the crime of healing without payment, the Brethren imprisoned Dylan’s soul in stone. When a mind touches his and hope for escape from his eternal prison soars. 

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. In last week's post, the blizzard that had chased the herd from the mountains caught up with them.

Excerpt:

A spark of heat flared from the rock held between her palms. Maerva threw strength into her magic and the fire spread to form an orange glow that rose up her arms to encompass her entire body. The radiance expanded out in a wedge. The winds broke apart like a wave going around a headland. Closing her eyes in concentration, she held the protection. Behind her, she sensed the resting seisag, their individual auras miniature versions of the brilliant red that marked Eirean’s being.


Hour after hour, Maerva stood, a bulwark against the weather. She wavered on her feet from sheer exhaustion. Like a living thing sensing weakness, the storm pounced. The wind picked up intensity forcing her to retreat. One step led to another until she came up against an immovable object. The smell of wet hair filled her nose. Eirean!

Deep in her desperate fight to regain control, Maerva felt a reassurance... and something more. She leaned against Eirean, pulling strength from the stallion’s presence. Her trance deepened. Soon, nothing existed save the spell.

~ * ~

Buy Links: One click to ebook sellers
Paperback at Amazon / Barnes&Noble