An army messenger reached the castle last night; another Ansgarian army is moving across the Boadhagh border away from the Pass. It is night now. Windfire and I are going to the incursion point before dawn.
The Long Riders will go there at first light.
Another fight is before us. I envy my warhorse sometimes, for Windfire lusts for battle. I only wish I did.
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Thursday, March 5, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
A Hard Day
It was a hard day yesterday. Between Deathsong and Windfire, many of the Ansgarian soldiers were set afire. My black warhorse trampled numerous other members of tree-like encampment. But the Ansgarian warriors have no fear. They fought hard against our intrusion into their camp.
Part of the Long Riders intercepted reinforcements coming to them. It was a bitter fight. Their leader told me after nightfall his own losses were high.
The camp is still there and have more replacements for those they lost. Another hard day is before us today, I fear.
Bruce Skye, fantasy book, fantasy novels, Grayrider, new book releases, sci fi fantasy, science fiction and fantasy
Part of the Long Riders intercepted reinforcements coming to them. It was a bitter fight. Their leader told me after nightfall his own losses were high.
The camp is still there and have more replacements for those they lost. Another hard day is before us today, I fear.
Bruce Skye, fantasy book, fantasy novels, Grayrider, new book releases, sci fi fantasy, science fiction and fantasy
Friday, January 9, 2009
Windfire
Windfire, my horse, is unlike any I have ever known. He is highly intelligent and lusts for combat. When battle looms, he breathes fire.
I talked to the old horse handlers at my father's castle about him. They said there was an ancient breed of horse which was the choice of kings. Windfire certainly fits their descriptions of such steeds.
He cannot talk as humans do, yet I can understand what he says when he neighs or whinnies. He seems able to choose who he talks to.
Windfire is my best friend. And I know not why he chose me as his master. But I am very thankful he did. He always listens and has good counsel when I am troubled by something.
And yes, he chose me. I did not acquire him, as many people mistakenly say.
Bruce Skye, fantasy book, fantasy novel, Grayrider, new book release, sci fi fantasy, science fiction and fantasy
I talked to the old horse handlers at my father's castle about him. They said there was an ancient breed of horse which was the choice of kings. Windfire certainly fits their descriptions of such steeds.
He cannot talk as humans do, yet I can understand what he says when he neighs or whinnies. He seems able to choose who he talks to.
Windfire is my best friend. And I know not why he chose me as his master. But I am very thankful he did. He always listens and has good counsel when I am troubled by something.
And yes, he chose me. I did not acquire him, as many people mistakenly say.
Bruce Skye, fantasy book, fantasy novel, Grayrider, new book release, sci fi fantasy, science fiction and fantasy
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