Excerpts from *To Curse the Wyre*

 To Curse the Wyre completes the fantasy trilogy Spells of Air.

The novella series is part of Fae Mark'd World.

Danger from the Wyre and other Creatures

~ She jumped from the boulders, shifting in mid-leap, transforming into the pale-furred wolf. …

The largest, round-backed boulder moved, twisting, writhing, then straightening from a hunched crouch. The rock-troll reached overhead and snapped tree limbs with its hands.

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~ A wyre lunged. He’d go straight through her wizard-wrought barrier. Orielle grabbed Air for a shield. Sangrior leaped in with a steely defense.

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Orielle expanded the light sphere for more illumination.

The female wyre crouched low. Behind her was a rocky outcropping. The boulders fallen from above had created side walls and a roof, like a portal tomb.

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The Enchanted World of the Kyrgy

~ The wall at one end of the room depicted painted dancers, women in white gowns, men in blue tunics and breeches. At the other end, people in stiff court attire milled around two carved thrones, both of silver, with gold filigree on the back and the arms and legs. Were those thrones for Lord Skull and Lady Bone?

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Sorcery Threatens

~ Their breaths fogged in the spell-frigid air. Like enlarged snowflakes, frost speckled the planking. The door knobs were rimed with frost.

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~ Moon-colored light streamed to the sentry. It poured over him like a cascading wave—his head, his snow-covered shoulders, down his torse and to his bent legs. It pooled around him, covering the thin skim of dried blood, creating a silver-glinting puddle.

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~ The sorceress laughed. Eldritch fire surrounded her lifted hands. “Prepare.” A strangely weirded power streamed out, melting the icy pellets into a hissing stream.

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The Dark Fae Are Scary Allies

~ An animal leaped down. Wolf. No. Wyre, for the eldritch green transformation gleamed in its eyes. The wyre bared his fangs and snarled. Ruffed far increased its size.

Lord Skull halted. Then he laughed. “Is that all, little wyre?”

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~ The Dark Fae lord scowled. “Lady Bone will answer to me. Come, we have wyre to hunt and a sorceress to kill. Your debt will clear with the death of the sorceress.”

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~ Lady Bone drew up at the trail’s fork. “We have a lair to Hunt, brother. My first consort and my sole knight will guard me. Sir Sangrior will continue with you. I will destroy the lair and the crone who defend it.”

“Joy in the Hunt,” Lord Skull wished her.

“Joy.” She set her snow-white horse at the upper trail.

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