Since this might be the last F&F for Books, and it's been a while since I posted, I had to post something I'm having fun with. So many times we post our first thirteen and loose the fun in the prose trying to make it perfect for a crowd looking for flaws. This was fun to write. So, would you read on?
A Quest for the Sea Warg
I stood at the prow as the bowsprit dove and rose--hull smashing into the waves--trying to keep the fish slop from spewing back up my gullet. I cursed the day I joined this crew. Orcs didn't belong on water. Wasn't right. But we had to do something. With the Dark One dead, we were hunted outcasts. My thinking was: Where better to hide and hunt than the briny deep? I should've known better. The sea hated us as much as we hated it.
The sea smashed a hill-sized wave on the bow, trying to wash me from my feet and drown me. I regained my feet and spit defiantly into the waves. It wouldn't let the sea kill me. Uruk Gurr was determined we were pirates, so there we were, bearing down on a brigantine of men in the heart of a squall.
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