Extract from Dawnthief
Chapter 9
The Raven travelled for three days through countryside that changed by degrees from flat woodland, to rough shrub and finally to barren hills, moors and valleys. The weather settled into a cycle of sunshine interspersed with cooling cloud blown up by occasionally strong winds but throughout it all, the temperature had a warm evenness, even at night, and riding was comfortable.
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Extract from Noonshade
Chapter 2
The scene in Parve’s central square was one of terrified bewilderment. At the first cry of the dragon, all noise had ceased for an instant as every head, man and beast, turned towards the rip.
Untethered horses had turned and bolted while others threw their riders or bucked and strained at rails and posts, their throats choking out cries borne of base instinct and the innate knowledge of prey under threat.
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Extract from Nightchild
The covered carriage rattled along the western edge of Thornewood, heading in the direction of Varhawk Crags on a rutted and overgrown trail. Wheels bounced off stone, wood protested and metal bolts screeched in their stays. The driver urged his pair of horses on, snapping the reins and shouting his encouragement as they dragged their unstable load at a speed that could only have one outcome.
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