Excerpt of “Raven’s Fall” a Historical Fantasy Novel by Christian Renwick

September 25, 2024

…Airne’s eyes burst open, yet darkness was all he could see. The glimmering candles set aside his bedpost, once so vibrant with life, were reduced to mere puddles of wax, molten from the wick’s radiant heat. Propped up onto his forearms, he scanned the darkness, searching…for something.  From his dreams, a sense of impending dread invaded his thoughts and tore his consciousness from that blissful oblivion. From the narrow hallway, a knock, another, more still.  Each was accompanied by a terrible sound of splintering wood, each crack growing louder, more present against the ambient silence….   Splintered shards fell to the floor as the trickle of light became a rushing torrent.  A toothless grin burst through the barricade.  In a single motion, Airne flung himself from his bed, casting a sheet over the attacker’s head. Ignoring the flailing spectre’s comical visage, Airne grabbed a handful of feathers and the ivory shaft accompanying them.  His racing heart beat once, twice, before the man sliced through the sheet, turned his sword, and dove for the prince… 

The novel is available in both print and Kindle format through Amazon.com. Link: https://a.co/d/4rFYFRI


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…Airne’s eyes burst open, yet darkness was all he could see. The glimmering candles set aside his bedpost, once so vibrant with life, were reduced to mere puddles of wax, molten from the wick’s radiant heat. Propped up onto his forearms, he scanned the darkness, searching…for something.  From his dreams, a sense of impending dread invaded his thoughts and tore his consciousness from that blissful oblivion. From the narrow hallway, a knock, another, more still.  Each was accompanied by a terrible sound of splintering wood, each crack growing louder, more present against the ambient silence….   Splintered shards fell to the floor as the trickle of light became a rushing torrent.  A toothless grin burst through the barricade.  In a single motion, Airne flung himself from his bed, casting a sheet over the attacker’s head. Ignoring the flailing spectre’s comical visage, Airne grabbed a handful of feathers and the ivory shaft accompanying them.  His racing heart beat once, twice, before the man sliced through the sheet, turned his sword, and dove for the prince… 

The novel is available in both print and Kindle format through Amazon.com. Link: https://a.co/d/4rFYFRI


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