Threads of Fate: Book 5 - Prologue (Patreon)

Prologue

She knew she had a name from the ‘before’ time, but it had been forgotten when the green-eyed man woke her from the long sleep.  It hadn’t been the first long sleep, just the last in a long line of awakenings.  As she rose on the wind currents coming off the mountain peaks, she pulled in the primal energy that fed her existence, drawing it into her body fast enough that a small tornado formed in her wake.  Behind her, the horde of beasts that had been displaced by the dark and dead things kept their distance.  But they still followed.

None of them had challenged her yet.  It would be inevitable as they approached the edge of the mountains, where the humans lived in their stone-walled huts.  She was only the leader now because none of them were sure of her power in her newly-awakened state.  Soon, the strongest of them would fight for dominance, and she would feast on them, just like she had so often in the ‘before’ time.  Then, they would sweep across the humans, and carve out new homes for themselves among the ruins of what remained.  There was no going back to the tainted lands the dead things had touched.

For now, she focused on gathering her strength.  Her wings ignited in fire as they swept downward, and she reveled in the heat that cut through the cold winds of the mountains.  It was almost time to reveal herself to the world.  Once, she had ruled over everything she wished.  Now it was time to do so again.  It was time for the world to know that she had returned.