“I didn’t think you were interested in her looks,” taunted Tyndal, feeling cocky. “I thought you lusted for her mind?” “Well, if the mind happens to have . . . a couple of heavy thoughts like that associated with it,… — Terry Mancour Copy Share Image
“What’s our situation?” “The technical military term for what we’re doing is hiding,” Terleman lectured. “We’re where the enemy isn’t, hoping that they don’t… — Terry Mancour Copy Share Image
“So that was it?” she demanded. “All that build-up to rescue a princess, and . . . that was it?” “Would you prefer trying to fight your way out of the tower, through the ruined city transformed into a warzone, through the fetid lake and past the dragons, only to escort her over a thousand miles of treacherous territory back… — Terry Mancour Copy Share
“Her mother had been slightly less diplomatic. To her I’d always be “that nice barbarian boy.” — Terry Mancour Copy Share Image
“Yes, but he faces a human mage with great power and no idea what he’s doing,” I boasted. “That has sunk islands, before. Entire… — Terry Mancour Copy Share Image
“You burn down an entire town, and don’t even invoke me?” an angry female voice asked from behind me. “I didn’t think you’d be… — Terry Mancour Copy Share Image
“I hope I won’t be eternally damned for that, but then again I’ve warranted damnation for so much else that one atrocity, more or… — Terry Mancour Copy Share Image
“Behold, the Cavern of Ages,” Lord Aeratas pronounced, reverently. “Depository of our ancestors’ enneagrams, held within the living stone for all eternity.” “It smells… — Terry Mancour Copy Share Image
“But . . . this door is allayed with a sign,” Onranion pointed out, waving his hand in front of it and singing a… — Terry Mancour Copy Share Image
“While hope was a much-needed commodity around the castle, what he was doing went beyond good leadership – it was a blatant disregard of… — Terry Mancour Copy Share Image
“A few of the lads on the walls dared to applaud with rude gestures, insults, and – in one bold case – the quick… — Terry Mancour Copy Share Image
“Cutthroats?” Lt. Jameson, the Golden Hand guard standing behind him said, offended. “I haven’t cut a throat in a month!” “They” — Terry Mancour Copy Share Image
“It’s technically habitable, but it only makes four rotations every orbit. Extreme environment.” — Terry Mancour Copy Share Image
