I finally have a teaser for the rewrite of A Shard of Faith, though i don’t know how many of you have been looking forward to it- i just want to get a few more chapters ready before i post the prologue, but here’s a little peek:
I direct the wolf I was riding back towards the centre of town.
Nights like these were always peaceful.
Sliding off the back of my wolf, Arisoe, I walk to my house and push open the door. If I was to rest tonight, I must do it now — the festival of the Mhyretol is beginning tomorrow evening — and I must rest long. As I glance around the small house, I spot my daughter, little Aloe, sitting alone on a chair with a mug in her tiny hands and a blanket around her small shoulders.
“Aloe, darling, you’re up so late.” I laugh softly, walking over to kiss her head.
“You were taking too long.” Aloe complained, her pointy little ears tilting back as she looked up at me. She wrinkled her nose. “Why do you smell like that?”
I stare at her, puzzled, sniffing my sleeve. “What?” I pause, and then cough. “Oh goodness, I smell of smoke.”