Vilde and the Sword of Ice: Part 1

This is post #1 of 1 in the series “Vilde and the Sword of Ice”

This is the first part of my three part swords and sorcery story. The first of what I hope will be a series of stories. I’m releasing it early to anyone who has subscribed to my free newsletter. You can find a subscription form at the bottom of this post.

Part 1

Vilde had been looking forward to planting her feet on solid ground after weeks at sea. But, when the moment came, all she could think about was the intense cold. The air was so frigid it made her eyes water and breathing was almost painful. She wondered how long a person had to live in this climate before they adjusted to it. Far longer than she was prepared to certainly.

She tugged at the hood of of her animal skin jacket trying to burrow deeper into it. They had been waiting several minutes for the Wreshe tribe to show and she could see that the captain was getting impatient. Not that it took much to make Tukka impatient.

“Do they know we are here?” She asked her words evaporating in the bitter cold of the air.

“They’ll have been seeing us approach days ago.” Tukka spat the words out. “No storms to block their view, thank the Goddess.”

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