And today we host... Deedee Davies
The Halls of War Excerpt:
And so there I stood once again, a lone she-demon, maddened by undiminished pain as the members of yet another lynch mob rose against me. They thundered towards me in a great wave, bristling with weapons and other makeshift implements of war, the air ringing with their cries for justice.
"Die, demon, so we can regain what was lost!"
They were but lambs to the slaughter.
I met them head on, my own demonic blood, tempered and set alight in the flames of battle driving my blade to sever and slice. My enemies erupted in fountains of crimson blood and splintered bone even as they attacked. I accorded them no mercy, for none had ever been shown to me. The word itself was alien to my ears. At last, only one remained. We circled one another, feinting and thrusting amidst the bodies of the fallen, looking for an opening.
It is said that grief can do strange things to a person. It can turn lovers into murderers; make the most staid person rash, the most cautious person careless. I was all of these things, a lethal combination, birthed of grief, which could ultimately lead to only one possible outcome. I struck recklessly, driven by sorrow and anger, my blade swinging wide in a powerful arc intended to take off my opponent’s head.
Few things in life are inevitable – I count only birth and death among them - and I had seen far too much of the latter to be sorry for the end that was now served to me at the tip of the enemy blade. There was pain as the steel drove home, of course, but it paled in comparison to what I had suffered walking this world alone.
I had avenged my lover’s death a thousand times over and spilled the blood of countless men in an effort to redeem myself. I would die with honor, in the thick of battle as I had always desired. I prayed only that it was enough to earn me a place in the Halls of War, and a seat at his side.
The death stroke I expected did not fall. It was my enemy’s head that rolled, not mine. It mattered not. With a length of metal through my gut, I was done for. However, I had to admit that a spark of curiosity still stirred within me. With friends and allies alike long gone, who would intervene on my behalf?
I was dimly aware of a massive form that blotted out the moonlight sinking to one knee before me, and a flicker of recognition energized my cooling blood. Few were the figures that compared to his in stature, and his long, straight horns - which put my own to shame - glinted in the moonlight with the adornments he sported upon them.
It is not unknown for the gods of war to send down friends or family to greet loved ones who die with honor, and it seemed that Fate had chosen to favor me in my final hour. With tears caused in equal measures by my mortal wound and my wonder at seeing him again clouding my vision, I somehow summoned the strength to speak.
"Have you come to show me the way to the Halls of War, my love?"
Before that day, I never knew that words had power: that even a single syllable, spoken aloud, could cut as effectively as any blade.
The answer was "no".
The Halls of War was published in The End Was Not the End: Post-Apocalyptic Fantasy tales by Seventh Star Press: http://www.amazon.com/The-End-Was-Not-Post-Apocalyptic/dp/1937929078
Deedee's other short stories can be found here:
Perfect Flaw: http://www.amazon.com/Perfect-Flaw-ebook/dp/B00BWTKXZK
A Chimerical World: Tales of the Unseelie Court: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Chimerical-World-Tales-Unseelie-Court-ebook/dp/B00IAHTVSC
Monster Hunter Blood Trails: http://www.amazon.com/Monster-Hunter-Blood-Trails-Boothe/dp/1940344123
Just One More Step: http://www.amazon.com/Just-More-Step-Mathias-Jansson-ebook/dp/B00JMBYJ0U/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1416947381&sr=1-1&keywords=just+one+more+step
Deedee's Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.co.uk/-/e/B00P20L9IK
Deedee Davies is a short story author and novelist interested mainly in the fantasy, horror and science-fiction genres. She has had five short stories published to date in publications from Seventh Star Press, Horrified Press and EMBY Press. Deedee is also a cover artist, with around thirty published book covers under her belt. She lives in Plymouth, UK with her partner, ten spiders and four snakes.
Social Networking Links
You can read Deedee's blog at The Official Writing Blog of Deedee Davies: http://deedeedavies.wordpress.com and see her artwork at http://www.3dfantasyart.co.uk/ Deedee is also on Gooreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3232352.Deedee_Davies