second excerpt
From behind came clamoring shouts from the crew, and then a familiar shuffling sound. Tarel turned and saw his sarcyst moving towards him, with her feet scuffling the floor in her strange manner of walking. She wore a black patchwork dress, revealing nothing. Her skin was scarred, her fingers holding a cane with knotted tip that she used to help her walk.
It was hard for Tarel to tell her age. He knew she was barely in her second decade, but her eyes and her flesh held scars older then He. In the manner of the magecraft the left side of her skull was shorn, and placed against her skin and under bone were the sorceraltubes, sparkling with a neon intensity. As she approached her eyes flickered like black beetles in her skull, and her remaining hair danced along her shoulders like raven wings.
He remembered when she had hired him. Felt like ages ago. When the firenoks came from the trees and stormed the ancient city of the Dreaming Monks, and he fought them off and had taken her to safety. At the time he wondered why she hadn’t magicked them away.
He had seen her cast spells since then. There was no wonder in their workings. Only misery. And a hollow victory. And her weeping on the ground.
They said nothing. Only stood next to each other. And let the sea carry their thoughts away, far away, to the southern shores of the world where the fish rise to land, and pray to the crushed light of the orange faced moon.
Dude, this new stuff of yours - combining old school and new school - entirely floating my boat. Elric updated and full of polish. Very, very cool.
Yeah, I’m trying to combine a whole bunch of different sources for something quite new and unique….and I think I’ve got it. Now I only hope I can find a market for it
her skull was shorn eh? tubes and shit under the strechy skins up on top eh? shuffling walking, spells that leave you crying exhaustedly on the ground, seems alright. the patchwork dress kinda makes me think of some hippies tho, i don’t know if thats good or bad.
i likes that line about her spells ” there was no wonder in their workings”
imagine the effects of your black creviced sun on the climate, our own sun is entering a period of reduced sunspot activity, i won’t pretend i know what all that means, but the scientists say we’re in for a whole bunch of global cooling, simply because the of the sunspots or whatever. would that mean icebergs or something for your world i don’t know man it’s your place, just throwing in my random thoughts.