A short extract from my second WIP, ‘A Vengeance of Angels’…
To avoid creating any spoilers for those who haven’t read the first book ‘A Construct of Angels’, I can’t tell you who is speaking here. All I can tell you is that one of my characters is wandering through their memories;
Dry leaves crunched beneath my feet as I stepped from one pool of light to the next, my eyes intermittently dazzled by the bright sunlight that fought its way down through the canopy. Slow-breathing trunks soared around me, reaching upwards to dwarf my human form.
I turned fully around to see forest stretching in every direction whilst I breathed deeply, relishing the unspoiled scents of loam, pine resin and the steady decay that was the circle of life.
I began to wonder if the Shee-Han still inhabited these parts; if they still strung their incredible cities through the canopy of branches – but then I remembered that the Shee-Han were gone…long gone.
That was a different time; a different Universe.
I felt a pang of loss at their passing, even though I knew that was simply how the world was…it was the way of things.
Write on in 2013!