Beneath Stained Glass Wings by K Kazul Wolf

Author:K Kazul Wolf [Wolf, K Kazul]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781734466508
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

“Hey.” Something pats my cheek. I’m sitting upright, my feet splayed out awkwardly in from of me. My arms and wings are curled behind me. They ache. “Hey, illusionist, wake up.”

“Stop that.” The woman. And the man from the desert, that was him patting me.

My eyes snap open. I try to pull my arms forward, yank out my sabre. But my hands won’t budge. My wrists are tied, sore and rubbed raw against a rough rope.

“See?” A figure moves away from me, blurring as my eyes try to focus. “It worked, so stop complaining.”

The skin around my eyes is crusty, cracking as I open them wider. I take in a breath to find my throat sore.

Four figures stand in a half-ring around me, all of them covered in cloaks patched with the hides of more animals than I knew existed. Tan, brown, yellow, black fur; long, short, or none at all; stripes and spots ranging in a variety too great for me to imagine what they would look like on animals. Large hoods hide their faces from view. I try to press myself backward, get farther away from them, but there’s a pole behind me. Nearby there are sacks of something, fabric bulging with lumps that look something like potatoes. A storeroom?

No, not a room. A tent. The pole I’m attached to is a beam for the pale fabric above, flapping gently in a breeze.

“It was effective, but waiting wouldn’t have taken much longer,” says a new voice to my far left—a man, sounding closer to my age than the others. “Tell me, serpent, what is your name?”

I blink slowly at him, squinting to see if I can make out his face. It’s too dark under that fur. How can he stand all that fur in this heat? I’m sweating in my light clothes.

A sword rings against a scabbard. “You were asked a question, snake.”

I cringe back.

“Oh, stop being so harsh.” The woman from the storm. “She’s obviously terrified, and for good reason with your threats. Her name doesn’t matter anyway. What we would like to know is why were you this far out in the middle of nowhere? Do you know of the Azelain? Did you run from Caelum? Will they be tracking you? Are they nearby?”

I shake my head, croaking, “No.” I sound like a toad with a cold. “I fell a long time ago. The city is more than likely near the border. At the very least, they’re nowhere near here. I didn’t lead anyone to you.” I take a painful breath. “What’s an Azelain?”

“Good,” says the man, sliding his sword back in. “But that brings us back to the question: what are you doing out here in the middle of nowhere?”

How much do I tell them? “Well, there was a dragon called Maur, and he—”

The person yet to speak tsks. “Of course. Him.”

“How did you find him?” asks the man, who seems at least a slight bit nicer than the rest. “And what did he tell you about us?”

“We…had a mutual acquaintance.

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