It’s an exciting time. Curse Breaker Enchanted is still on sale for under a buck, and we’re 2 days away from the release of Curse Breaker Hidden! The book releases on our Scribe’s birthday, March 10th. It’s the product of a lot of hard work. Curse Breaker Hidden is packed with magic, magical creatures, and fellowship because that’s how we roll.
Because I am so excited, let’s get to the preview of Curse Breaker Hidden!
Run, Dragon, Run (Part 2)
Saveen turned to go around his lanky friend, but Will stayed with him.
“For Sarn?” Will asked, and there was suspicion in his voice and eyes.
Saveen shook his head. “No, Sarn needs more powerful help than me.”
“If things are as stirred up as you’ve said, you shouldn’t go down to the Lower Quarters. You should stay here until I get off work. Can this errand wait until sundown?”
They both glanced at the gold coin refusing to set. With the summer solstice still a week away, the days were still lengthening and starting to feel endless to those on the day shift. Will’s shoulders slumped. Full dark was still at least an hour away maybe more. So was quitting time. Only Sarn was unaffected by the longer days. His shift started at twentieth bell and ended whenever his masters dismissed him regardless of the season.
“This errand can’t wait. I’m sorry. I’ll be careful.” Saveen tried to sidestep his friend, but Will stepped into his path again then froze as something on the river caught his attention.
Saveen glanced hopefully over his shoulder. The silhouette of a four-masted ship rounded the bend between here and Racine.
“I’d better go. That ship might bear the person I’ve been waiting all day for. If you pass a runner, send him my way. There’s eight on call today, and they all have yellow sashes.”
Saveen nodded. “If you see Sarn—”
“I won’t. He’s not talking to me,” Will snapped as he strode away.
“He will. He needs friends right now.”
“Yeah, well, I’ll believe it when I see it. Take care and leave word with one of the Foundlings, so I know you’re okay.” Will jogged to the harbormaster’s three-story office building by the dock and back to work.
“I can’t do that. I’m sorry, my friend,” Saveen said into the wind cooling his skin, but Will didn’t hear his whispered apology. Saveen waved when Will turned to check on him, then picked up the pace until he was trotting again.
Running on two legs instead of four required good balance, but too much of it sent pains shooting up his back. I’m coming, Mama. It just might take me a while to reach you. Please hang on. You’re all I have in this world, and I need you, Saveen sent to her and hoped she heard him.
Saveen hadn’t meant to fall asleep, but he was still only a baby in dragon years, and all the toil had been too much for him. When he moved, his legs were still heavy from all the walking and sharp pains shot up them straight into his spine. Tears tracked down his scaly face. His glamour was fading too. There wasn’t enough magic left in Saveen to hold it in place.
Scared, alone, and hungry, Saveen had curled up, too tired to make the climb down the staircase. It was too narrow for his wings to fit, so gliding down had been out of the question. There were too many stairs, and all of them were tiny triangles barely wide enough to fit a human foot, let alone a baby dragon’s, which was much larger. He’d done it before, but that had been up with Sarn there to catch him with his magic if he fell. But Sarn wasn’t here.
Saveen could try to jump down to a landing, but the staircase was a dark spiral. If he missed the landing, Saveen might tumble head-over-tail to the bottom and break something. His bones were a lot stronger than a regular human’s, but Saveen was still only a baby, so they didn’t have the tensile strength of steel yet, like Mama’s bones.
His wings were delicate. They were made of skin and muscle membranes. He’d draped them over him like a blanket when he’d fallen asleep. Saveen sat on the landing and considered those stairs again. There had to be a faster way to descend to the Lower Quarters than by climbing.
Saveen regarded his claws. They were good for slashing, but they were a baby’s talons. Could they hold his weight? Maybe he should try descending those twisting steps while clinging to the wall by his finger and toe-claws until he was closer to the bottom, just in case they couldn’t. His claws looked so little compared to the rest of him and fragile. Maybe climbing wasn’t such a good idea either.
That left descending step by careful step the way humans did because those dark steps weren’t wide enough for him to creep down them on four legs instead of two. Heaving a tired sigh, Saveen pushed up and kept one hand on the wall. He sucked his thumb for comfort as he stepped down.
A loud boom reverberated through the stairwell. Uh-oh. Saveen hopped back onto the landing and stared upward at a collapsing wall. It broke apart, and Saveen ducked and covered his head with his arms and his tail.
Rocks ricocheted off the wall enclosing the staircase and skittered down the steps. From somewhere above, a war cry echoed in the silence, and Saveen hunkered down half covered in dust and rock fragments. Thankfully, his strong, flexible scales had protected him from harm. They were another advantage of being a dragon.
Saveen cracked an eye open and stared through a hole in the stairwell at a much larger hole. Did that other hole go all the way down to the Lower Quarters? Even if it didn’t, it would get him closer to his goal. Best of all, he wouldn’t have to climb anymore. He’d better check it out.
But his sixth sense kept him hunkered down as danger warnings shrilled along his nerves, tightening the ball he’d curled into. Concentrated evil was close by. He had to see if the evil entity he’d sensed had seen him. Saveen opened his eyes again and was glad they were brown and dull still. Eventually, he’d shed his baby scales for his adult coloring, which would be more vibrant because of the magic inside him. His magic was a little flame in his heart that maintained the illusion that made him look human.
But that illusion had stopped working during his nap, and he’d lost his head covering. Saveen didn’t wear clothes in the summer under his illusion, so all his scales were showing. He could drape his wings over his shoulders like a cloak and cover himself, but his wings looked like what they were, and there was no hiding his face. He peered through the debris camouflaging him at a giant black skull wreathed in flames falling through the hole in the ceiling. Its mouth was wide enough to eat a person—or a baby dragon—in one bite.
Saveen stared at it in horror. The huge skull had a black rope clenched in its teeth, but the rope divided into two sections. Somehow that skull had stuck the rope through the chests of two struggling victims. One was a skeleton in a white robe with white wings and the other was a man-shaped blob of viscous black fluid that kept stuffing its hands into its chest to remove the rope and failing to grasp it. Saveen rubbed his eyes. Am I imagining this?
- Curse Breaker Enchanted
- His Angelic Keeper
- Curse Breaker Darkens
- Curse Breaker Faceted
- Curse Breaker Falls
- Curse Breaker Sundered
- His Angelic Keeper Hidden
- Curse Breaker Hidden
- Spell of Shadow & Light
- His Angelic Keeper Fallen (in progress now)*
- Curse Breaker Trapped (next in the writing queue)*
*Coming soon in 2021*
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