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Xmas @ Camelot II: Dragonscale Diffusions, #1
Xmas @ Camelot II: Dragonscale Diffusions, #1
Xmas @ Camelot II: Dragonscale Diffusions, #1
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Xmas @ Camelot II: Dragonscale Diffusions, #1

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Ten tales to tease and tantalise your perceptions of reality and legend!

 

Fairy tales, Freudian prisons, Virtual Reality Games and High Bardic sagas. Inspire your imagination with different styles and narrators.

 

Feed your dreams and nightmares in this eclectic fantasy collection of unusual, quirky stories by Freya Pickard.

 

Includes two stories featuring Dracomagan, the heroine from Dragonscale Leggings!

LanguageEnglish
PublisherFreya Pickard
Release dateDec 18, 2017
ISBN9781386077664
Xmas @ Camelot II: Dragonscale Diffusions, #1
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Freya Pickard

Pushcart Prize nominee, Freya Pickard, is the quirky, unusual author of The Kaerling series, an epic fantasy set in the strange and wonderful world of Nirunen. A cancer survivor, she writes mainly dark fantasy tales and creates expressive poetry in order to leach the darkness from her soul. Her aim in life is to enchant, entertain and engage with readers through her writing. She finds her inspiration in the ocean, the moors, beautifully written books and vinyl music (particularly heavy metal and rock). She enjoys Hatha Yoga, Bhangra and Yogalates and in her spare time creates water colours and pastel drawings of the worlds in her head.

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    Xmas @ Camelot II - Freya Pickard

    Xmas @ Camelot II

    & Other Stories

    Freya Pickard

    FIRST PUBLISHED IN the United Kingdom in 2018.

    Copyright © by Freya Pickard 2018

    All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted, in any form or by any means, without permission of the publishers.

    This book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of trade or otherwise, be lent, re-sold, hired out or otherwise circulated without the publisher's prior consent in any form whether printed or electronic other than that in which it is published.

    Any resemblance to real people, whether living or dead, is purely coincidental.

    Front Cover Photography and cover design by Jonathon B. Hoyt.

    for Troy

    WELCOME TO MY SECOND short story collection!

    The tales within these covers are from a variety of worlds; the Otherworld, Vintrig's Kingdom, Shakespeare, Nirunen and my imagination.

    The tales in this collection are about Transitions and Choices.

    There are Transitions between what is right and what you know to be wrong, shapeshifting from human to animal, from reality to virtual reality...

    Choices also play an important part in many of these tales. Which would you choose; darkness or light? Servitude or slow death? Deceit or imprisonment? Bravery or fear? To follow your destiny or hide away? To love or never love? To become the one you are hunting but never your prey?

    Read, and be refreshed!

    Freya Pickard, England, 2017

    Turning Point

    SITTING AT THE MARBLE table, Luca gazed at the open book before him. The dull, grey light of late afternoon illuminated fading ink. The air smelt of ancient leather and brittle paper. Tall bookcases loomed on either side with dark bound tomes resting on dusty shelves.

    The brown writing flickered before Luca’s eyes. He blinked rapidly to bring his vision into focus. His eyes felt gritty and he frowned, remembering the disturbed night; voices speaking out of the darkness. Unease crept across his skin as he recalled their suggestions. He had always heard voices but in this place of books they were clearer, more insistent.

    He wanted to leave but the spidery writing lured him back, held him down in his chair. Before long, his vision blurred again and he stretched his lean frame against the carved seat. The white silk robes caressed his skin and he looked with pride at the silver embroidery upon the sleeves. The black belt at his waist gleamed with pale jewels.

    Such opulence had never been his at the Temple. This was a far better life than murmuring prayers to a god who never answered. Gone were his days of threadbare tunics and running barefoot wherever the priests ordered him to go. Only the nightmare voices made him uncomfortable.

    He sneered as he raised his brown eyes to the turbid sea far below. Those at the Temple claimed to be enlightened. He knew now they lied. Here, surrounded by books, he was the enlightened one.

    The rain-pregnant clouds hung low and a violent wind made the waves foam with sudden whiteness. The clouds surged apart for a moment and let the sun’s light through; beams of yellow-gold shot through the break like a fan. For that short moment the clouds and waves appeared darker, more threatening. Then the clouds obscured the light and all was grey again.

    Luca held onto a thought that rose up from his memories. Rain spattered on the window pane in a hard rhythm. In a few moments the sea vanished behind the wind-harried

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