The Stealth Commandos Trilogy
“Out of the blackwashed hills came a phantom on horseback, a rider as naked as his lunging stallion. His spear was tipped with blood, and his dark eyes were wild with triumph. The enemy was vanquished. He had won the fight for his life, for his sovereign soul. The great bear was dead.
An aura of strange light spilled over him as he raised his weapon to the hunter’s moon and howled like a wolf. A lone white hawk joined the cry, screaming as it swooped overhead. The warrior watched the bird soar and dip, its pale wings flashing silver in the icy moonlight. Struck by the creature’s haunting beauty, the warrior knew he had to have it. The white hawk was a prize that would make him the most powerful among his people.
He followed the bird’s flight on horseback, mesmerized by its glow as it glided toward the branches of a tree. The limb it settled on overhung a thunderous river. Majestic and solemn, the bird was silent and still as it watched the warrior pull an arrow from his quiver.
The bow... vibrated in the warrior’s grip as he drew back the arrow.MoreLess
An aura of strange light spilled over him as he raised his weapon to the hunter’s moon and howled like a wolf. A lone white hawk joined the cry, screaming as it swooped overhead. The warrior watched the bird soar and dip, its pale wings flashing silver in the icy moonlight. Struck by the creature’s haunting beauty, the warrior knew he had to have it. The white hawk was a prize that would make him the most powerful among his people.
He followed the bird’s flight on horseback, mesmerized by its glow as it glided toward the branches of a tree. The limb it settled on overhung a thunderous river. Majestic and solemn, the bird was silent and still as it watched the warrior pull an arrow from his quiver.
The bow... vibrated in the warrior’s grip as he drew back the arrow.MoreLess
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