What Distant Deeps — Snippet 01
What Distant Deeps by David Drake
CHAPTER 1: The Bantry Estate, Cinnabar
In what distant deeps or skies
Burned the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?
The Tiger
William Blake
“Come and join, Squire Daniel!” called a dancer as she whirled past. “I’m not partnered!”
Legions Of Fire – Snippet 38
Chapter 8
Using a stylus on a wax tablet, Hedia wrote, “My dear Anna, if you are well it is good; I also am well.
Corylus is staying tonight with my son.
Much Fall Of Blood — Snippet 75
The woman’s eyes were wide. She knelt. But Vlad did not wait to hear what she had to say. He’d plucked the horn from the Sergeant. He did not know how to blow it correctly. But he did. It made a noise . . . a horrible one. It was just as well. It stirred him from his fury, and spared the life of the three, who had not yet managed to get in place behind him. He handed it back to Emil. “Blow it. Properly.”
Mission Of Honor – Snippet 31
“Deeper, Ma’am?” Montreau asked.
“I think they chose her because she wanted to be chosen,” Pritchart said simply. She looked across at Theisman. “Now that I’ve had a chance to actually meet her, Tom, I’m more convinced than ever that your notion of inviting her to the summit we proposed was a very good one. Wilhelm’s analysts got it right, too, I think. Of everyone in Elizabeth’s inner circle, she probably is the closest thing we’ve got to a friend.”
Legions Of Fire – Snippet 37
She laughed, kissed him on the tip of his ear, and released him. “It was a man named Nemastes,” she said. “At least he calls himself a man. Here, I’ll send you back if that’s what you want.”
Mission Of Honor – Snippet 30
Chapter Eight
“Well?”
Eloise Pritchart looked around the table at her assembled cabinet. They sat in their normal meeting room, surrounded by a seamless, panoramic three hundred and sixty-degree view — from a combination of true windows and smart wall projections — of the city of Nouveau Paris. The sun was barely above the horizon, with a lingering tinge of early dawn redness, and none of her secretaries or their aides looked especially well rested.
Much Fall Of Blood — Snippet 74
PART III
September, 1540 A.D.
Chapter 40
Vlad looked despairingly at his recruits attempts to hit targets with their new arquebuses. He himself carried two of the Smerek pistols. And he could hit a target with them, while on horseback. This lot, it would appear, could not have hit a barn door from the inside. Wreathed in smoke, they fired at targets fifty paces off . . . and missed.
Legions Of Fire – Snippet 36
The wolves continued to howl. Two were noticeably ahead of the remainder of the pack. Corylus knew he could outrun them; but if he did that, their ten or a dozen fellows who were loping comfortably behind would bring him down exhausted not long thereafter.
Legions Of Fire – Snippet 35
Alphena straightened with a wide-eyed stare, as though Hedia had slapped her — which was more or less what she had done, though with words. The girl looked around, aware of her surroundings for the first time since they’d stumbled from the temple.
Much Fall Of Blood — Snippet 73
Chapter 39
“I am worried,” said Erik to Manfred, as they stopped for the evening.
“A normal situation,” said Manfred. “What about this time? Besides a beautiful woman who keeps laughing at you.”
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