Saturday, February 27, 2016

Threat of the Fire Demon - Chapter 15

Saul watched the two of them at lunch from under hooded eyes. They took every opportunity to touch one another. Azur came up behind Charles and laid her hand on his shoulder in order to place the dishes of food on the table. Each time Charles passed a plate to her, their fingers caressed each other’s. It was like they were magnetized. When Azur reluctantly left after lunch to tend to her garden, Charles asked Saul to help him to the bench at the side of the house. He sat with his gaze riveted on her.

Azur located an appropriate branch to fashion a crutch and Saul sat down next to his friend. Using his dagger he carved the top into a more comfortable ‘U.’ Azur took a break, wrapped and secured a cushion of material on the arm rest. Charles was now mobile. He hobbled around behind Azur until she ordered him to sit down and rest or she would send him back to bed. It was a long afternoon for Saul, worrying about his longtime friend’s unusual actions.

Saturday, February 20, 2016

Threat of the Fire Demon - Chapter 14

Saul slowly worked his way through the village. Even though he must have been a creature few of these people had ever seen before, he was welcomed. If the human or demon (he could not tell one from the other during these daylight hours) was tending their garden, they stopped to chat. Many offered him something to eat from their bounty.

As he wandered, silently looking for Azur’s two keepers within the community, he tried to envision what happened when Thaldrake arrived here. It must have been dark, or he couldn’t have survived. The sun was strong here during the day. If it was night he had to evade the roaming demons and find the homes of their unprotected, sleeping human companions. Azur’s home was at the far end of the village. Why had he passed up all the other human occupants in order to get to Azur’s family?

“Saul, right?” Someone asked, as they came up behind him and patted him on the back.

Saturday, February 13, 2016

Threat of the Fire Demon - Chapter 13

AUTHOR's NOTE: (Fun insight into how an author's mind works.)
You will see I have added an element into this passage as though it were here all the time. Charles now has a journal. When 'free writing,' as I do on the blog, I sometimes have 'after-thoughts' of something I would have, or should have, written if I had it all to do over again. I wanted a journal and so added it. You will find, if you chose to backtrack, that I inserted it in the chapter where they first start off on their journey and again in the 'swamp' chapter. This will be an element I will use to move the story forward or for reflection, as the case may be. 
Happy reading, Theresa

For such a petite young lady, Charles and Saul were amazed at the amount of food Azur ate. They both assumed it was because she burnt off so much energy when she was in demon form.

Charles insisted on joining them at the table for lunch even though Azur suggested he take it in bed on a tray. They filled their plates and bowls with a hearty stew, hunks of homemade bread with butter, and a salad made from every conceivable vegetable the pair knew, plus some odd things they had never seen before. There was a plate of cheeses and sausage, a plate of sweetbreads and cookies, a bowl of mixed fruit, and mugs of cider, ale or water. The pair had not eaten this well in years.

The conversation was confined mostly to how the two travelers came to be in Azur’s land.

“The swamp was the worst,” Saul declared in a disgusted tone.

Saturday, February 6, 2016

Threat of the Fire Demon - Chapter 12

Saul told Charles everything. He detailed the attack by the beasts in the jungle and Thaldrake’s timely intervention. He told Charles about how Thaldrake was turned, about the dungeon no one knew existed below Raven’s mansion and the atrocities that took place there. He told Charles what Thaldrake said about Remy and his mind.

Charles cursed under his breath at the injustice.

And Saul told the man about Thaldrake’s intention to become a doctor. By the time he got to the night Thaldrake lanced Charles’ leg, Charles was shaking his head.

“We can’t tell anyone where he is,” Charles said.

“My thoughts exactly, in fact, I felt so strongly about it that I promised for both of us that we wouldn’t tell,” Saul confirmed.

The cat handed Charles a slice of fruit he picked up in the jungle. The elf ate it and held out his hand for more. The cat saw that as a good sign.

“What are you going to do about Azur,” Saul asked. “She was frantic to get at him last night when we arrived.”

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