Friday, November 30, 2018

Friday Fiver Challenge

Five sentences from the fifth chapter of a Kalquor universe book. Can you name it?


“She triggered the gas. She can’t back out far enough to get out of my reach now. Three-two-one. And it’s nap time for our little girl.”

Thursday, November 29, 2018

TBT: Clan and Conscience

Ospar's not-so-smooth move...


Jol seethed. “You’re an idiot a million times over. I’ve never met anyone less deserving of the breaks he’s been given. There would be little shame if I failed to keep a fool such as you alive.”

The twinges of fear Ospar had experience as he’d confronted the security guard disappeared in a hot wash of rage. He stormed across the floor, to confront Jol nose-to-nose. “Is that a threat?”

The Nobek’s voice turned low and deadly. “Don’t flatter yourself that you’re worth the effort. Get out of my space. Eat your food and wallow in your ego.”

His words reminded Ospar that he still held his ruined meal in his hand. Too angry to think straight, he snarled, “It’s garbage now. That makes it more fitting for you. Enjoy.” With that, he shoved the tray in Jol’s face, covering the dark features in sauce and small chunks of meat and vegetables. 

There was a long moment of shocked silence from both men. Ospar stopped breathing. What had he done?

He didn’t have an instant to consider the matter. The Nobek shrieked, the sound crazed. It was the most horrific cry Ospar had ever heard. When the tray dropped from Jol’s face, Ospar didn’t see the red and yellow and green sauces that dripped from his chin. He didn’t see morsels of rizpah and chafga sliding down the man’s visage. He saw a monster with glaring eyes. He saw madness. He saw fangs.

It would come as little solace later when Ospar realized no rational person could have looked at Jol’s livid expression and not panicked. The Dramok’s anger had led to him taking temporary leave of his senses, but Ospar was thoroughly sane as he stared at the terrible creature screaming at him. 

He lost control and ran.

No! No! You never run from an angry Nobek!

Even as his legs pumped, barreling him out of the room and down the hall, Ospar realized his colossal error. A deadly error. Every Kalquorian knew it. Fearing the worst, Ospar darted a glance over his shoulder and wished that he hadn’t. 


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