David

“Really, all we managed to do was to ride fast and not all die, but that itself felt as rewarding as routing the enemy, considering how quickly that trap closed around us. Despite my throbbing tongue, sweat pouring double time from every pore, and my heart racing faster than any horse’s, I couldn’t suppress a huge smile. Survival was the greatest prize of all. I wanted to yell, to cry, to drink, and yes, to whoop, loudly, maniacally. We’d lost men, we’d been bloodied and injured, but no matter what, we survived. And that felt as sweet and wonderful as anything I could imagine. I”
― Jeff Salyards, Chains of the Heretic

“Skeelana was just in front of me, and I found myself watching the way her hips shifted back and forth. Even on level ground, she had a bit of an involuntary sashay that was hard to turn away from, but watching her take the incline was almost hypnotic. I shook my head as I tripped over a root and forced myself to watch where I was going.”
― Jeff Salyards, Veil of the Deserters

“There always seems to be an 'until'. That is one of life's harsh lessons.”
― Jeff Salyards, Veil of the Deserters

“Sleep, elusive as a ghost, plaintive as a widow, and as easy to hold as the wind.”
― Jeff Salyards