Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Snippets of Darkness


I'm afraid I went a little snippet-crazy this month...but I was having too much fun. :D And you can easily see which stories I've been working on lately, that's for sure... :D My January snippets are here and the link-up is here! :) 


I didn't realize until I read over this collection how depressing they all were...at the very most, three are from happy bits of story, and the rest that seem benign...aren't. :P Eep...Fitting for February, but I hope March is a bit happier...

(CTTT my most recently begun novel...
and just so you know, angel is code. XD)
 






No one saw what transpired in the alley. No one but the angel.

~Contract to Time Travel





The firelight flickered across their faces, turning Kaladhiel's silver-white hair to gold and making her eyes shine like stars. It was so quiet there, as if the noises of the night were not permitted to enter the ring of light cast by the flames, and Seung-Jae leaned against the trunk of the tree behind him, content to simply watch her, and the smile playing on her lips like the firelight.
~StarDusk 
a tale of the Dragon Riders



“Evidently that kind of plan wouldn’t work, would it? Look at me! Stuck in a safety-deposit box with a floating light bulb! Yeah, I’m a great spy."
~Contract to Time Travel 



“Why – has the poison-tipped tongue of Rhys y Tannyn come home golden? One would think you had been traveling a great deal longer than but a twelve month.”
The lady laughed, and Tannyn straightened, grimacing, to meet her great green eyes.
- The Sons of Bretton Meyrick



“You heard?” he asked, his voice quiet.
“Dragons eat the boy; I heard,” Tae Jin growled, and Seung Jae flinched. 

~StarDusk 
a tale of the Dragon Riders



A voice called out something from the other side of the room, but the child did not turn, merely stared at him with twilight eyes.
~Contract to Time Travel 



Tannyn shrugged. “As have I. Many times. Or have you forgotten? Even the summer we all went to the mountains together, and she threatened to have her father’s men servants tie me and throw me into the lake if I wrote another poem praising her golden ringlets and sapphire-blue eyes?”
David snorted suddenly with laughter, ducking away from under Tannyn’s arm. “I had forgotten how very enjoyable that summer was, yes.”
“You little imp!” Tannyn caught his brother’s tunic, forcing him to fall back into step.
- The Sons of Bretton Meyrick




“She is Fae,” Echo said, and Ellian looked back at the child, who met his gaze with fey blue calmness indeed.
~Contract to Time Travel




“Tannyn dies?” He stared at the girl, her horror suddenly flooding him.
She raised her head, and there were tears in her sightless eyes. “You can’t let him, Blair. You can’t. And you can’t play right into their hands. Don’t take the gun. Please.”
- The Sons of Bretton Meyrick





Ja-Il laughed aloud in exultation, and the others joined him, jostling each other as their wings rustled.

~Contract to Time Travel 



“You going to be around much next week?” he heard himself asking, and she made a face at him, swishing her skirt like a psychedelic rainbow about her ankles.
- The Sons of Bretton Meyrick 




“You think he may have seen true?” Ja-Il demanded, and Hyun-Ki stepped to the edge of the roof, sniffing the thin air like a grey albatross.
~Contract to Time Travel



Never had my intuition proven false, and this night was no exception. This was the night everything changed. This was the night our father was murdered.
More than that, this was the night Tannyn was dragged to the dungeon, as the one who had killed him.
- The Sons of Bretton Meyrick



There was no hesitation at the edge, and he threw himself carelessly off. For a moment he was in free-fall; then there was an explosion of power between his shoulder blades, and his wings were spread full out. He was no longer falling, but soaring. Flying.
But even the glorious rush of flight could not distill the dread that lay within him. He was going back before Amon.
~Contract to Time Travel



“Dead is pretty permanent, from what I’ve heard,” Jaime said, swinging himself upright. “You’re not going by yourself.”
- The Sons of Bretton Meyrick 



He threw back his head and screamed, no human sound this, but the hoarse cry of a bird of prey successful in the hunt. It seemed but moments passed before dark shapes appeared against the grey sky, and then they were all there, coming gracefully to land upon the rooftop.
~Contract to Time Travel




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