Azhure – The Huntress

“‘Hunt!‘ she screamed, and the Alaunt raised voice.

Her stallion dancing beneath her, Azhure raised the Wolven to her face and sighted down the shaft of the arrow… and, in their scores and their hundreds and their thousands, the Skraelings surged to the surface, arms flailing, eyes shining in terror, teeth exposed in fulsome voice…

And Azhure let fly, seizing another arrow in almost the same movement, and let fly, and seized another… and let fly…

And the Skraelings died.”

~ by corina on October 23, 2007.