The air thickened with a pleasing aroma, a scent stronger than wildflowers and sweeter than perfume. Fruyr stopped, raised his chin, and sniffed. His eyes watered, and his pulse quickened, but his tongue and throat dried…
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Sons of a Soul Split: Chapter Five
Glaiven knew the medics would soon patch Uuinora up and discharge her for combat; war waited for no one, neither would Uuinora. Even if Uuinora’s injury was severe enough to plaster her to a hospital bed for a few days or longer, her impatience and impulsiveness would prevail over her stunted prudence. The minute she was certain she could trust her organs to remain tucked behind her stitches, she would suit up and head out. The primal instinct to move once able was embedded in Uuinora’s core, birthed long ago from a deep hatred of being left behind…
Where the Arrow Halted
Kylas rested his elbows against a steel railing, which ringed the main deck of the Larkspur and prevented tipsy or otherwise clumsy sailors from toppling over the rim of the deck to a laughable, untimely death. Officers of the Cloaked Hive—the specialized militia Kylas served—cared little if one of their worker bees drowned. Stupidity, like weakness, was best uprooted before it could sprout into full-blown incompetence. The officers of the Cloaked Hive installed the railing only to appease inspectors and to protect the company’s public image. Renowned for its ruthlessness and its effectiveness, clients hired the Cloaked Hive to sweep the most dangerous fields clean and leave not a trace of themselves behind. If worker bees met laughable deaths en route to one of those fields, they disgraced the company; tainted its public record as a one-stop solution to scheming aggressors…
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