“Raymund,” Thessaly said forcefully. “What is your purpose with these simple folk? Do you mean for them to shed their blood?” “No,” Raymund said. “Though blood is a necessary testament to truth often enough, and sadly enough. I mean to contain the great evil before it rises again. To contain it, and shut it in the cage forever.” “You rave like a man who’s taken bad ale,” Thessaly growled, and turned to leave, then stopped, and looked over her shoulder. “Please,” she added. “Don’t make me hurt you.” Want more? The Icy Cord will be released December 11! But first, read the first in the series, The Rising Scythe! Check out the link on my insta profile @dunsters & the SHOP NOW button on the facebook page /sgdunster! #witches #Darkfantasy #historicalfantasy #highfantasy #renaissancefantasy #swordsandsorcery #DumeonChronicles #theicycord https://www.instagram.com/p/B5T55H7ABef/?igshid=7gzfa71ouvnu

Shem nodded, and breathed deeply and easily for the first time in a long time. “You know my desires—for learning. For knowledge, and the ability to—” “To learn the magicks,” Henri finished for her. “To continue what your aunts began. It’s in your blood, Shem. Both sides of your family have been cursed with magicks.” “Is it a curse?” He studied her carefully. “I know little of it, though my own family practiced, generations back, as you know. I have stepped away from it. But I do know that it can be blessing or curse. I have seen the effects of both, and this house is scarred with the manifestations of choice. There is always choice, Shem, no matter how strong the forces that compel you.” Like this fantastical short fiction? Go get the full-length novel, The Rising Scythe! Link to my Amazon author page is in my bio on Instagram, in my page info on facebook. #risingscythe #renaissancefantasy #fantasybooks #yabooks #YAfantasy #novelist #DumenonChronicles #magic #witches #fairytales #quotes #inspiration #comingofage #choices https://www.instagram.com/p/B1cxZOPgbWS/?igshid=myhnhpu442lj

“It’s not my job to decide who lives or dies,” Shem replied fiercely. “Nor yours. Nor your father’s. And if he keeps this up, plenty will die.” “Death is a kind of end,” Hywell said. His smile suddenly returned, and the playful light in his eyes, too, and it hit Shem in a warm, tingling wave. He was using it on her. On purpose. The charm. She strode up to him, anger flaring so she felt she could burn. “Don’t touch me with your magicks,” she hissed. “Don’t touch me with yours,” Hywell parried. “Lass, yer hair’s afire.” A sneak peak at the second book in The Dumenon Chronicles, The Icy Cord, release date September 18! To read the first in the series, The Rising Scythe (FREE on Kindle Unlimited,) follow the link in my profile to find all my books on Amazon! #DumenonChronicles #TheIcyCord #DarkFantasy #Renaissancefantasy #historicalfantasy #highfantasy #fantasyseries #fantasybooks #HywellDda #Rebellion #Rising https://www.instagram.com/p/B0ucPxHAYjh/?igshid=ifr5t2nkpelg

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Shem went into Guzal’s room and closed her eyes tight. She touched the bed where the girl slept. She poured silver magicks into it and thought hard. Power flowed through her in a heady rush and ate through the straw—the cool unbound floes would not set it afire, Shem reminded herself. She was not going to burn down the abbey in doing this working. Slowly, but distinctly, an image came to Shem of a dark place—a damp place, smelling of old dirt, of close breath, and filth. She is being kept somewhere, Shem thought. More images came—frightened faces, pale limbs, tangled hair, and then a great, wracking pain took Shem—a snap like a bone-shard on the end of a whip. She gasped and drew herself in, but not before something stared back at her, eyes glittering, searching. Follow me for more glimmers into my upcoming dark fantasy novel The Rising Scythe, to be released April 2018! #DumenonChronicles #Darkfantasy #therisingscythe #renaissancefantasy #YAfantasy #amwriting #authorlife #books #April2018 #fantasybooks https://www.instagram.com/p/Br3wLVwHrcQ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=jq4xrw0hsj9n