Weekend Writing Warriors March 4, 2018

Hello, all, and welcome to March--the time of racing winds--and boy oh boy have we had those since Thursday night. 

It's time for snips and bits of amazing tales by talented writers! Weekend Writing Warriors is a weekly bloghop. Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, on their own blog to go live by before 9:00 AM Sunday, EST. Then we visit each other and read, comment, critique, encourage--all those things that do a solitary writer's heart good. 
             Snippet Sunday group from facebook--not us, but many of our participants do both, can be found HERE
            This week's snippet is from "The Sands of Dhor".  Lily, abducted from Earth by alien slavers, is following Theusand. He's not a slaver--and he saved Lily, sort of.  He's Dhor'en; they communicate mind to mind. 
            They've left the section of the ship where he and his Chays (monks) are quartered, and have arrived at what she thinks might be the helm of the ship she's on. Her worst nightmare is coming true. Dev Areen has just appeared before her.

She thought she'd gotten away from the slavers... 

Last week's snippet ended with: " He stood tall, threw back his shoulders and stuck out his chest, striking his terrifyingly familiar pose.  The rooster." The excerpt:

He sneered at her then rested his gaze on the shadow of the Sand’s face. “You still have my slave.”

Theusand's expressionless response was silence, but it screamed louder than angry words could have. Cold filtered into her mind and it had to be coming from him.

Dev Areen crowed, “She is my property. You’ve not shown proof that she is as you say, of the I-tellekt.”

Theusand slid back his hood and locked eyes with the Bulrager.

There was no mistaking blue-black's intent when he taunted, “Stare, if you will, oh fearsome Dhor.  But do consider first, the number of witnesses here who are bound by law to testify on my behalf should you harm me. You have no jurisdiction over me or what I do.”

Well, this is all going sideways in a hurry.

That's it. All opinions greatly appreciated. :-) Thank you so much for visiting and for reading!