An excerpt from Awakening [renamed The Sword of Isyndral] – a wip fantasy novella or novel (it hasn’t decided yet how long it wants to be):
They trudged along the path to their village of Clothien, not with the normal ground-eating stride of the Rangers, but with the slower steps of the exhausted. A mark passed before the party approached their village, and the curious who lined its pathways. The gossips, after seeing their bedraggled state, ran ahead. They would spread the word among the Njae faster than wildfire sped through a drought-plagued forest.
The villagers expected hunting parties to return on time, not several days late, injured and wrapped in blood-stained bandages. Their reaction straightened Tayril’s slumped shoulders. It could have been far worse. They should be glad we returned at all.
Leave a link to your snippet below or visit Weekend Writing Warriors – 8 Sentence Sunday to join the fun and find the links to more snippets.