Wednesday, September 21, 2011

the huntress

“'Hunt!' she screamed, and the Alaunt raised voice.

Her stallion dancing beneath her, Azhure raised the Wolven to her face and sighted down the shaft of the arrow… and, in their scores and their hundreds and their thousands, the Skraelings surged to the surface, arms flailing, eyes shining in terror, teeth exposed in fulsome voice…

And Azhure let fly, seizing another arrow in almost the same movement, and let fly, and seized another… and let fly…

And the Skraelings died.”

- Starman by Sara Douglass

One of my favorite scenes from a great author. I'd like to re-create this image and redo it from scratch, but this time with her pack of Alaunt surrounding her (and probably with a better background with a Skraeling or two.)

Speaking of Skraelings...

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