A beautiful calm day, everyone finds great help in jovial kindred. Linking my novel or poem, quite rapidly, sharing the unfettered verse-WeWriWa! As you might be able to tell...I'm a bit A to Z frazzled! But it has been kind of exciting...this month thanks to both WeWriWa and A to Z, I'll have posted every single day! Whew! Never saw that one coming ; )
So, shall we get to today's snippet? I'm going to give you seven lines...not eight. I know, I'm holding out on you. But here's the deal. I either have to smash a bunch of stuff together using punctuation that's altogether unruly to make eight lines, or, I just stop shy of the mark, and possibly leave you wanting. Sometimes, less is more : ) Last week, I heard several cries for a hero to save Ravyn from the Mara, who was flooding her with horrible visions. Let's see if your pleas were answered...
His Nibs jumped up on a stump and rapped the Mara across its nubby head with his shillelagh. “Oh, yer a tough nut, aren’t ye? Good thing I know how to crack ya!”
Ravyn felt her fears slipping away.
The Mara snarled and swiped at His Nibs, the sharp nails of his hand glinting in the firelight. His Nibs cartwheeled to the side, laughing a hearty, “Ha ha!” He darted behind the Mara as quick as a wink, delivering a pointy boot tip to the creature’s scaly butt.