Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Timenall & the Captured Gryphon - Chapter 4



“You have been very kind,” Timenall said, “but my mouth is so dry I feel like I ate a cottonwood tree. Could we get a bit of water to drink before I explain?”

“There is a stream that way,” Farloft indicated with a nod of his head. “And a lake that way,” He indicated with a raise of his paw.

“I know the area, and I think the lake,” Timenall said. “I can soak these paws a bit.” He looked down at the blood oozing from the tips of his swollen toes.

“Hungry?” Farloft asked seemingly out of nowhere.

“Starving.” Timenall answered.

“You like those dapple coated things?” the young dragon asked.

“The klnicks?” Timenall asked with a smile. “Lov’um.”

“I’ll meet you at the lake.” Farloft backed up and spread his wings. “I’ll bring dinner.” He smiled a toothy grin.

“I’ll look forward to it,” Timenall replied, as he too spread his wings and they both vaulted into the sky.

Sunday, April 20, 2014

Timenall & the Captured Gryphon - Chapter 3



The beast’s head was distinctly dragon. It was black in color with tiny smooth scales like those on its tail. Its main came up over the top of the head and dumped a fluff of currently sweat soaked feathers between his emerald green eyes. 

“Thank you Farloft,” the thing said. “I am Timenall of the Neeland Gryphons.”

“But, you’re not a gryphon,” Farloft stated the obvious. There was no beak. And yet, he wasn’t a dragon either.

“No, you are quite observant,” Timenall complimented what he now could see was a very young dragon. “I am a half-breed or hybrid - my mother a dragon, my father a gryphon.”

“Is that even possible?” Farloft asked.

Timenall raised a brow, “Obviously so.” He sat down on his haunches and started chewing at the bindings on the boots encasing his feet. He was having a hard time. The angle was all wrong.

“Can I help?” Farloft offered.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Timenall & the Captive Gryphon - Chapter Two



Farloft circled his prey from high above. The unsuspecting animal stood with its head down by a fallen tree. No doubt it was filling its belly with grass. It was larger than any others the young dragon had seen and bulkier. Like it still had its winter coat. He was about to dive in for the kill when its legs folded and it went down. Farloft opened his second eye lid in order to see better. He tilted his wedged head and stared at the beast. It wasn’t the same as the others. He dropped down several hundred feet in altitude making sure to keep his shadow off the animal so it would not know he was above. He was surprised at what he saw.

The beast was not the same at all. This one had wings. That was what gave it the impression of being bigger. They were close to its sides, but there.  When he passed around the head of the animal he could also see it had something draped or stuck on its head. As much as he squinted in the fading light he was not going to be able to see it clearly unless he landed. His curiosity was stronger than his appetite at this point. He landed softly behind it blocking its retreat. It would have to go over the downed tree if it chose to try an escape.

Saturday, April 12, 2014

Timenall & the Captive Gryphons - Chapter One



Farloft was playing. He was gliding between the ridges of what the humans in the area called the Northern Steeps. He would tuck his wings to plummet swiftly toward the ground, then half way down pop them open to be shot in an exhilarating, stomach dropping, flight back skyward by the currents spiraling up the sides of the mountain range. It was fun and something he did on occasion to entertain himself while traveling alone.

He left his mother and father’s home several years ago. All young dragons had a desire to explore, to stretch their wings. Many returned to the area where their clan resided, but not before seeing a lot of the world. A few years back, Farloft’s parents produced a new hatchling. It was time for him to move on and leave them to raise and train the little dragon. One day he would return home and meet his sibling, but not today. Today he was a young dragon living wild and rough - eating off the land, sleeping where he chose and meeting all manner of beast and human alike. It was the perfect way to grow up. 

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

New Story

If you have been reading this blog very long, you will know that I alternate between Scifi Stories and Fantasy Stories. We just wrapped up a long Scifi, so now it is time to return to my friend, Farloft the Dragon.

Farloft is a very sociable creature. If you are not aware from reading his blog at:
http://farloftsrhetoric.blogspot.com/ you might have met him on my twitter account at @TheresaSnyder19. He takes it over the last Friday of each month.

Well, to make a long story short, Farloft and I have a friend there, Yogoloth. Yogoloth is a hybrid. His mother was a dragon. His father a gryphon. I had never heard of anything like that before. Of course, I have not lived near as long as Farloft. He told me he knew another hybrid when he was younger and sailing the thermals over the various lands. He proceeded to tell me the story of his adventure with "Timenall & the Captive Gryphons."

Starting Saturday I shall recount the story to you. Looking forward to seeing you then.
Our Friend Yogoloth   by bluekite

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

"Authorgraphs" New Way to have Your eBook Personalized

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I signed up for the service so you can have your own Authorgraphed copy of my eBooks.

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Friday, October 4, 2013

Now Available on Amazon - Kindle: THE MALEFACTORS, Volume IV of The Star Traveler Series




What happened in the year 30-31 A.R. (After Reestablishment) that threatened to shatter Garrett and Pon’s new marriage before it even had a chance to flower? Can a child rescued from certain death at the hands of the local Guardians on Goliath’s Third Moon be the catalyst to save their marriage?

Meanwhile we are led to the rainy, dank planet of Walh. The ruling family has found out disturbing information about Targus which will send the M.T. team spiraling out of control. 

It is only through Terrell's inherited ability to learn languages and his persistence that Targus may escape his fate in a society that is scarcely more than medieval in its technology. But, in order for Terrell to save his captain he must resurrect and conquer the hidden demons he has tried so hard to bury. 

1,000 Words

  Terrell heard the ship's intercom come on. Targus and Coal once asked how he knew to answer before either one of them spoke over the ship's communications system. He said he could hear it sigh as it came on. He didn't need to wait to hear their voices.

            "Yes?" he answered to the un-asking voice.
            "Terrell switch your monitor to standard. I want you to be in on this incoming call." It was an order from Targus, not a request. The M.T. Captain had been giving far more ‘orders’ than usual lately.
            Terrell switched over to the main incoming channel. A middle aged, alien man's face appeared on the screen. He was obviously distraught.
            "I have our Medical Expert on now. Terrell, this is Captain Yakutis. His trade vessel struck a small cruiser sitting too close to the exit of a window. The cruiser was totally destroyed along with her crew. The Captain's wife and nine year old son are onboard. The boy has been injured." Targus explained.
            "Can you give me his condition?" Terrell asked.
            The Captain aboard the trade vessel wiped his sweaty brow with one of his four hands. "He's unconscious. Neither my wife nor I were with him at the time of the accident, but it looks as though something hit him. He has a large lump on the side of his head."
            "Any bleeding?"
            "No."
            "How long has he been out?"
            "About thirty minutes. It took Galactic Headquarters awhile to track down the closest M.T. Unit."
            "How soon can we be there, Cap?" Terrell asked.
            "In another thirty."
            "Keep him warm. Notify me if there is any change in his condition." Terrell advised.
            "Please hurry," the Captain pleaded.
*****
            "The ship's hull was breached. It's losing integrity. It could explode anytime," Targus said, as he gazed through narrowed eyes, straining to get a glimpse of the vessel their instruments told them was directly ahead. "Yakutis says the whole cargo shifted and is piled on the only pod they have. There's no getting it out." Targus nudged the M.T. Unit into the top range of its speed. "If we don't get there soon we'll lose all three of them."
            "There she is Cap." Coal pointed to a small speck far off in the distance through the front viewport.
            "Get your gear, Terrell. You and I will go aboard while Coal monitors the ship's integrity from here."
*****
            Terrell eased the boy's head over to one side to have a better look at the egg sized lump as the onboard computer of the ship announced for what seemed like the hundredth time, ‘The integrity of the ship has been breached. All personnel should evacuate immediately!’
            "Yakutis went back to the cargo bay to see if he could get the inside doors closed. He thought it might help the ship last a little longer," the mother explained to Targus. "I told him we should stay together, but he wouldn't listen. The computer is locked into the evacuation mode. I haven't been able to communicate with him since he left."
            Targus looked over Terrell's shoulder as he applied the cranial pads. "How's the boy?"
            "I'll have him stabilized in a few minutes, Cap."
            "Good. Get them onboard. I'll go after Yakutis."
            Coal's voice came over the tiny listening devices inserted in Targus' and Terrell's ears. "Cap she's breaking up fast. You two better put a move on."
            "Right!" Targus turned back to Terrell. "Get them in the pod and over to the ship."
            Terrell came to his feet. "I'm not leaving you," he said assertively.
            "That was an order Doctor. Not a request." Targus fixed Terrell with a steely gaze, then spun round on his heel and hurried down the corridor toward the cargo bay.
*****
            Yakutis removed the last of the debris blocking the cargo bay doors. He didn't see the leaking canister of highly volatile delthenium gas. He couldn't smell the odorless, potentially explosive fumes. As he pulled the damaged doors shut, with all the strength of his four arms, he created enough friction to ignite the gas. He never knew what killed him.
*****
            "What was that?" Coal asked anxiously in Terrell's Ear. "I just read a big explosion."
            Terrell clenched his teeth to activate the small disc mike implanted by his jaw just below the ear.
            "I don't know, but it rocked the whole ship." Terrell handed the boy in to his mother aboard the pod. "Cap? Are you all right?" There was no response. "Cap?" Still nothing. "Coal do you still have a reading on Cap?"
            "Yes. But I can't raise him either.”
            Terrell turned to the woman as she appeared at the door of the pod again with apprehension written all over her face. "Can you fly a pod?"
            "Yes, but my husband..." she stammered.
            "You get you and your son to safety. I'll go get your husband and the Captain. Sergeant Coal will come back for us." Without waiting for a reply Terrell shut the pod door from the outside. "I'm sending the woman and child over, Coal. I'm going to find Cap."
            "I'll be back over for you as soon as I can get them off the pod. Make it snappy, Terrell. That explosion didn't help any. She's coming apart at the seams." Coal inserted his 'Ear' and headed for the landing bay.
*****
            Terrell fought his way over the debris in the general direction he thought Targus went. He could see that the corridor was blocked ahead. As he clambered over a large piece of what looked like part of the ceiling, he heard a moan below the almost deafening sound of the computer's automatic warning system and the general din of the ship pulling itself apart. He started lifting rubble frantically in the direction of the sound. He almost stepped on Yakutis' body. Targus was only a few feet to his left, half buried under the remainder of the ceiling and part of the adjoining wall.
            "Cap?" Terrell ran his scanner over Targus. He was so relieved to find him alive. His leg was cut and he was unconscious, but no major injuries that he could detect He must have been saved from the brunt of the explosion by the wall. Terrell gave him an injection to bring him around.
            "Cap?" Terrell said in a tone of concern.
            The big Walhmite Captain's eyes fluttered open. "Terrell?"
            "I'll have you out in a minute." Terrell started to work on removing more of the debris that had Targus pinned to the floor.
            "Yakutis?" Targus asked.
            "He's dead. Killed in the explosion."
            Targus grabbed Terrell's sleeve. "You've got to get out of here!"
            "I couldn't even if I wanted to. The pod is gone. Now let me go so I can get you free.... Coal? I found Cap. We'll be at the second bay in five minutes."
            "I'll be there, but you better make it four. Fives about all I figure she's got before she lets go and we all go with her."
            "Right!" Terrell cleared the last with Targus' help. He assisted the big man to his feet.
            "I'm fine." Targus shrugged off the helping hand. "Let's get out of here." He headed for the bay and the awaiting pod.
            They barely cleared the ship before it exploded.
*****
            "You're to follow orders Doctor or you'll be replaced!" Targus almost shouted as he hobbled away from the pod toward his cabin.
            "Oh and by the way, thanks for saving my life." Terrell mumbled sarcastically under his breath. He turned to Coal as the Sergeant disembarked from the pod onto the M.T. bay. "What's got into Cap lately? I haven't been able to do anything right in weeks. He's always finding something to yell at me about."
            Coal just shrugged his shoulders as he made his way past Terrell to follow their captain into the ship.

 

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