Prologue

This prologue is written as it would be on the back of a book. It is not meant to be the first chapter, and has nothing to do with the next chapter, just FYI.

“Please… Please, will you help me?”

 

Those words, the words that started it all, rang through Sly’s head as he leapt over yet another fallen, moss covered tree. His heart pounded in his ears while sweat ran off his chin and splashed to the hard, unforgiving ground below his bare feet. The weight of his beaten leather shield was barely noticeable, slung over his back as if just an extension of his shoulders. Swinging next to his left hip, the dagger given to him by his father flashed brightly as he passed through the rays of light that shined into the woods wherever there was a break in the canopy, causing the dagger to shimmer as if alive. Sly’s pointed ears honed in on the surrounding mile in search of any other enemies that could get in his way. His dark green eyes darted left and right with nearly super human speed, but all the while focused on his true path. All parts of his mind, body, and soul were concentrated on one goal; to get out alive.

 

Reviews

[Worfy]

You are certainly pulled immediately into the action. The writing is cleary and evocative. In a short time you are invested in Sly's destiny.