I run messages from
the training ground
to punters who
bet on the outcomes
of the races.
I tell people who
the fastest,
strongest,
healthiest Irryss are
in my father's
aviary.
I run, my pockets
weighted down
with gold coins
for bets.
Promises on
paper.
I can tell you that 's
Irryss will challenge
the land speed record
in the right conditions
(Leaving out the
details of what those
conditions are
so that any day might hold
the magical combination);
Eissa's mount
favours drizzle.
Zahra's won't win with
the sun to the west.
{Please let me know in the comments below how you are finding the world-building in this story so far. It's so much harder to fill in the details when each part is so short!}
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On Sapphire Wings
FantasyA fantasy novel told in free verse. Gwen runs through the streets of Alaria but dreams of soaring through its skies. Her mother's tragic death while Iryss racing sees her ambition grounded by her overprotective father. But the biannual Iryss races...