Mairi Stuart

The Sword of Souls

There weren't always dragons in the Valley. At least, that was what Rebane’s grandmother had told him, but she was well known by the people of Hythe for her fanciful tales and ridiculous stories. As a small boy, Rebane had sat at his grandmother’s feet and listened with awe as she described the swift might of the Elves, the powerful wingbeats of the Fae, and the immense strength of the Fenrir. She had guided his imagination through hidden caves, blue lagoons, and over the edge of the tallest mountains. Once, he had believed it all, but now, he was almost a man, and it was time he stopped believing in fairy tales.