I toyed with posting this bit, as I don’t want to give any spoilers from Emergence, but, it’s Tuesday night, I need to post *something* so . . . the first sixish (fine, I used seven) lines of chapter six. Remember, WIPpets are generally first draft stuff, which means unpolished. If you’ve read First of Her Kind you’ll know who Andrakaos is. If you haven’t, may I ask, why not??
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Andrakaos watched Ciara approach, his head resting on massive forelimbs, eyes half-lidded. He had become more tangible since the battle with the crone. He no longer appeared as a vague, smoky, serpent-like entity. He had become something of form and substance, though most of him still remained shrouded in darkness. Even the shimmering green blanket of the Greensward’s magic that kept him subdued couldn’t penetrate the shadows around him.
Ciara wet her lips. He terrified her even more now than he had before.