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Silk and Steel

Ahoi! I know it’s not Friday but I’m going away to visit family for a few days and then after that I’m in hospital again having another top up so I thought I had better leave you with something from Spyro and co. as the last IV knocked me for a pretty six so it may be more than a week before I post the next one XD Hope you are all keeping safe and well and wishing you all a most fabulous weekend 🙂

In September I’ll keep posting these extracts but I’m also hosting a new promo called Light In The Lantern which I hope will give writers and artists a chance to spread some light through the darkness with their beautiful and inspiring work 🙂 If you’d like me to feature your work drop me an email at ladywiththewyvern@gmail.com 🙂

For now, I’ll leave you with Spyro in the bath…

 

Spyro emptied the jug of warm water over his head, dowsing his tight black curls, letting it drench down its liquid comfort over his neck and shoulders and back.

The Doctor was right when he named Arden a genius – an annoying, entitled, maverick little cock to be sure, but still a genius. He had rigged a demonsong-powered water heating system for the bathroom the night he had moved in, requiring nothing but what he found lying about in the cellar and the back yard. He could certainly be forgiven a great many faults for that one gift alone, Spyro thought idly as he steepled his fingers above the steaming surface of the bathwater and shut his eyes.

Twardowski, he murmured, repeating the name of his nemesis as he turned the mental image of the great magician over and over in his mind; remembering the man’s faults, his strengths, calculating what might know, and what he did not, of this strange new world he had come down to.

He has magic. And I do not. At least not enough, not anymore. He has the goddess of death on his side. And I do not.  I have…

He paused, what did he have exactly? In reality, not half as much as he lead people to believe.

In reality, the reason that Silk and Steel had risen to apparent underground omnipotence so quickly was that they did not have a vast network of powerful and influential people directly under their control. That kind of monopoly would have taken years to cultivate.

What they had instead, Spyro thought ruefully – although he acknowledged the fact that it had served them better this way – was a few strategically placed powerful allies, a rag-tag band of pick pockets, cut-throats and confidence tricksters, and a vast network of street urchins who pervaded every inch of the city of Ryzym and who saw, heard and fed back to him everything of interest that went on whether it be on a street corner in the cinders or behind a locked door in The Groves.

He frowned and tapped his fingers together thoughtfully. Perhaps part of the reason this ludicrously simple system had actually worked was that no one honestly thought anyone would dare to play such an ambitious game when they had so little.

He smiled, that had always been his strength now he came to reflect upon it. He had stood up to slave masters and thugs, landlords and law enforcers, he had stirred common folk to uprisings and rebellions which had changed the face of history altogether… all because he dared.

He had learnt magic,because he dared. Had cheated demons, because he dared. Had trusted his fate to the gods, because he dared.

And then he had defied them all, betrayed those who saved his life and come back down here to do it all over again. All because he dared to do it.

And now I will put an end to you Twardowski,with nothing more than a handful of street urchins, the advice of a good doctor and two good friends at my back.

He smiled his most sinister smile to himself as he sank back into the soothing arms of the luxuriously warm water.

Two very particular friends, of course…

3 responses

  1. I do so hope your next appt doesn’t knock you about toooo badly, my angelcake. 🌹
    Oooh bath time with Spyro was luscious.😻 I loved this chapter. It was such a treat to have a bit of time out with him – contrasting so fabulously with the previous chapters – to refect upon the whys ‘n’ wherefores of his achievements.🥰

    He had stood up to slave masters and thugs, landlords and law enforcers, he had stirred common folk to uprisings and rebellions which had changed the face of history altogether… all because he dared.

    He had learnt magic,because he dared. Had cheated demons, because he dared. Had trusted his fate to the gods, because he dared.

    And then he had defied them all, betrayed those who saved his life and come back down here to do it all over again. All because he dared to do it.

    ❤️Oooh, the ‘because he dared’ refrain is gorgeous. Such sublime wordsmithery…so very effective and wonderfully well wrought. ❤️ Magic ❤️

    He smiled his most sinister smile to himself as he sank back into the soothing arms of the luxuriously warm water.

    Two very particular friends, of course…

    Oh no…poor Spyro😨🙈
    Thank you for finding time amidst all the madness to share it with us, my scrumptious one xxxxxxxxxx

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    September 2, 2020 at 6:57 am

    • Penny Blake

      Aw thankyou so so much for all your fabulous comments my sugar cube! I’m so sorry I’ve been awol a while… trying to get back in the old saddle now! XD I’m super glad you enjoyed a bit of bathtime fun with the scoundrel XD …. and yes, poor Spyro indeed! Lol – no matter which two friends he chooses at this point it’s not likely he can depend on their loyalty… the poor babe, I’m too cruel I’m sure! XD – wicked giggles 😉 xxxxxxxxxxxxx

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      September 7, 2020 at 1:54 pm

      • Aw…you’re very welcome 🥰 You need never say sorry for being beseiged t’bejeezus. I’m just glad you’re okay after being bodged apart form the bitalot wooziness❤️ Oh I loved it! Oh bless him…poor little mite…you are! Brutal! 🤭😆XD xxxxxxxxx

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        September 7, 2020 at 6:54 pm

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