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August Snippet the First ~ 8.6.2010

This week’s snippet follows off of one two snippets ago, in which we met the girl. It actually follows on that one in the same scene, without the jump to last week’s snippet in between. This is after Lindra’s been challenged by her archery tutor to prove her skill and has succeeded. Beyond that, there’s nothing else you’d need to know that you can’t pick up from the snip.

Have a happy Friday and a great weekend!

“Well done,” Kalis said, and she dragged her gaze back to his face. He was grinning. Actually grinning. “From here out you shall be counted among the archers, and should you wish to mentor any of the trainees, no one will hinder you.”

“Thank you.” Lindra didn’t trust her voice to say more. Instead she walked back to the target and collected her arrows, including the split one. By the time she’d returned, the crowd had dispersed. She held Kalis’ arrow out to him, but the elf shook his head.

“Keep it. A memento, if you like, or merely for practice.”

“Thank you. Again.” She cleared her throat, fiddling with the pieces of her broken arrow. “So, what’s expected of me now?”

“Should need arise, you shall join the other archers in defense of the city.” He smiled again and patted her shoulder when she paled. “Have no fear. The city has been besieged before, and has not fallen.”

“But its defenders…”

“Are well prepared.” His tone was final, and she swallowed the rest of her protests. “At length you shall be expected to take a trainee or two, though not for some time yet. You must continue to train, of course. But your studies need no longer be confined strictly to archery as they were.”

“Thank you. I’ll need to think about all this…”

“Naturally. Should you have need of me, just ask.”

With a last nod, Kalis walked over to the practice range where the other students still struggled, leaving her alone. There was no one to share her triumph. Not since Alan…

Shaking her head, she looked at the arrows she still held. She would not think of him, not now. Perhaps another round or two would help clear her mind.

Yet she made no move to ready the arrows, or to bring her bow back up to the ready. After she’d stared at the halved arrow long enough to realize that it had split down the exact center of the shaft, she decided her nerves in no condition for any more practice just now. Putting the arrows back in her quiver and unstringing the bow took a matter of moments, and then she was at loose ends again. She couldn’t practice, she had no one to talk to and nowhere to go but back to her solitary room —

“Lindra?” The voice was familiar, but she had no idea why. Turning to look up at the elf it belonged to didn’t help. He was tall, as most of the elves were, with hair so pale it might have been white but for the yellow glow where the sun touched it.

“Hi,” she said, not wanting to be impolite but unable to come up with a name.

“I’m guessing you do not remember me?” He smiled when she shook her head, seeming more amused than offended. “Venn del’Avra, at your service.”

She laughed as he sank into a courtly bow, and extended her hand for him to shake. “Lindra Morint. But I guess you already know that.”

Copyright 2010 by Nicole Tom, do no re-print or re-post without permission, rough draft so expect errors, etc, etc, etc.

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