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Airbornpress
Smashwords.com
Category:
Fantasy
Publisher: Airborn Press
ISBN-10: 0968883532
Copyright: Sept. 14, 2010
ISBN-13: 9780968883532
Romantic comedy with an edge, this story is told completely from the point of view of the magic Sword.
Lost a century ago from its traditional owner, thrown into a swamp by a Hand with no ear for music, the Sword struggles through the seamy underside of society to regain the path towards honour, glory, and a name of its own.
This new prospect is only a woodcutter, but he has a strong arm, a sense of duty, and a receptive mind. Trouble looms for his village. A chance for heroic deeds? The Sword dares to dream again.
Now, if only there was someone around with a decent sense of humour…
A coming-of-age story with a twist, this romantic comedy is designed to appeal to both the Adult and the YA market.
Excerpt
…There were more bangs, and a voice came, smothered by the thick oak. “We know you’re in there. Open up.”
She fell to her knees, sobbing.
- She must defend herself. -
The bangs became thumps, as a heavy shoulder shook the door in its frame.
- Now is the time for the Sword. What’s wrong with her? -
The moan became a litany. “I can’t kill, I can’t kill.”
Inspired by the splintering of the doorjamb, the Sword’s patience ran out.
- All right, I give up. EIRLIN, YOU DON’T HAVE TO KILL ANYONE. JUST DRAW THE SWORD.-
“I can’t kill, I ca…what?”
- We don’t have to kill them. Wound and disarm. But draw the Sword. Quickly! -
“Who’s talking to me?…Kitten? Is that you?”
- There is no time for this. Draw me, for the Fire’s sake.-
The door was half broken now. A leather-clad arm stretched in to undo the latch.
- DRAW THE FORGE-BEDAMNED SWORD, WOMAN -!
With a gasp, Eirlin clutched the hilt, and the Sword shrugged smoothly from the scabbard, humming with a fiery joy.
- Good evening, gentlemen. Sorry, no time for chit-chat. Shall we move straight to the part where you run away screaming and bleeding? -
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