I really meant to include just Hastra’s quote here but I thought a couple paragraph’s a better post. It’s a shrewd observation from Hastra – but then she’s a Withling with mystic skills who sees some irony in Athson…

Hastra passed Athson food from the dishes after Limbreth spooned out her own. “Among all these elven archers, why would you be called the Archer?”

Athson pulled a half-smirk of irritation as Limbreth cocked her head while she chewed. He glanced at Sarneth, who forked up vegetables from his plate but offered no help. “I’m considered better than even Gweld, but I lost a tourney on a wild last shot. It’s a joke.” His weak smile discomfited him, and he shoveled food into his mouth as the Withling withdrew the bowl. That old bow-string entangled him. But he’d escape it if he could.

“So an inerrant archer who’s inaccurate.”

That’s all for today! Have a great weekend and look for more posts next week.

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P. H. Solomon lives in the greater Birmingham, AL area where he strongly dislikes yard work and sanding the deck rail. However, he performs these duties to maintain a nice home for his loved ones as well as the family’s German Shepherds. In his spare time, P. H. rides herd as a Computer Whisperer on large computers called servers (harmonica not required). Additionally, he enjoys reading, running, most sports and fantasy football. Having a degree in Anthropology, he also has a wide array of more “serious” interests in addition to working regularly to hone his writing. The Bow of Destiny is his first novel-length title with more soon to come.

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