Here we go…it’s been a while friends and fiends of the blogosphere. I’ve been busy with a number of things including writing my first novel. The following is an excerpt from my newly finished novel Lux Lucis Proeliator (The Light Warriors) in which we meet James Brigand. Irish, doctor, and high-ranking Proeliator who doesn’t know it yet. Feedback is welcome and certainly considered.
Somewhere in the chilling drizzle doctor James Brigand thought he heard and even more chilling sound. An unearthly howling yanked him out of his lucid meditative state. It must have been that damned O’connell dog howling again, he thought he remembered some kind of warning about this kind of howling. Yes, there it was again, then a yelp, then silence. O’connell must have thrown a shoe at the animal as he often did to make shush him up, but then James realized it was too quiet. Rising from his meditation rug, and moving silently across the stone floor to the back window on bare feet, he drew back the curtain just a crack to see if he could see the dog in the back yard adjacent to his own. It was quite foggy and the drizzle had been coming down for days, but none of that changed what he saw with his own two eyes. Something was eating O’Connell’s dog alive and it was not animal nor human. In fact he wasn’t completely sure what it was he was looking at, but it somehow seemed vaguely familiar. Although James was sure he had but slit of the curtain open the creature locked eyes with him. Its eyes were red and wild, and strips of flesh and fur hung from its bloody maw that was lined with pointy, razor sharp teeth. It looked somewhat like Grogoch, but the Grogoch were benevolent creatures that helped with planting and domestic things asking nothing more than a jug of cream for their trouble. The Grogoch would certainly not eat one’s dog. The next thing James knew the creature had appeared at his window, just the other side of the glass. Its hideous jaws wide open and snarling like a rabid animal.