The Sisters of the Spear
from Hark! The Whispering Dead of the Burial Lake by Fen Walker
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lyrics
Even an afternoon’s exertion did not bring any rose to her corpse-white cheeks. Blood streamed from her forehead and chin, wounds bestowed upon her by the reaching brambles of the forest. Again, she heard the cough of her sister’s infernal weapon, and her howl of frustration. She doubled her already precarious pace, knowing it would take her twin precious seconds to load the weapon again.
The forest’s undergrowth sped past; she leapt over root and stone. A branch spread the flesh of her cheek; she cried out but continued her sprint. In the distance, between the trees she saw her twin, rifle raised. The strange pale girl urged her legs to a final burst of speed, knowing that at any moment she would hear the sound of that accursed black dust jettison is deadly bite.
She saw it then, a mass of fur and scale. There was no time for further considerations. She hurled her mother’s spear. There was the howl of an enraged beast, then a second roar, of black dust igniting, and a third, low bellow from the Wortuuk as it gave up its spirit. Woja’s legs gave way at the beast’s side and she collapsed.
Soja’s shadow fell over her.
“I believe this kill is mine,” she said, pulling a serrated dagger from her sash and grabbing the beast’s great horn.
“I am afraid not sister, our mother's spear is buried in it's heart, I struck first,” Woja replied, grabbing great handfuls of the Wortuuk’s fur to help her to her feet.
“And my shot is buried in its brain, I killed it!”
“It was already dying!”
“Silence,” a large man in hunting leathers stepped from the underbrush. “It seems once again you are equally matched, neither of you shall collect the horn of the Wortuuk today," Soja's guardian Kyllar said. Soja growled and stabbed her dagger into the beast’s wooly neck. Woja shrugged and pulled her dagger from her own sash and went about skinning beast. She had not wanted the horn anyway.
The forest’s undergrowth sped past; she leapt over root and stone. A branch spread the flesh of her cheek; she cried out but continued her sprint. In the distance, between the trees she saw her twin, rifle raised. The strange pale girl urged her legs to a final burst of speed, knowing that at any moment she would hear the sound of that accursed black dust jettison is deadly bite.
She saw it then, a mass of fur and scale. There was no time for further considerations. She hurled her mother’s spear. There was the howl of an enraged beast, then a second roar, of black dust igniting, and a third, low bellow from the Wortuuk as it gave up its spirit. Woja’s legs gave way at the beast’s side and she collapsed.
Soja’s shadow fell over her.
“I believe this kill is mine,” she said, pulling a serrated dagger from her sash and grabbing the beast’s great horn.
“I am afraid not sister, our mother's spear is buried in it's heart, I struck first,” Woja replied, grabbing great handfuls of the Wortuuk’s fur to help her to her feet.
“And my shot is buried in its brain, I killed it!”
“It was already dying!”
“Silence,” a large man in hunting leathers stepped from the underbrush. “It seems once again you are equally matched, neither of you shall collect the horn of the Wortuuk today," Soja's guardian Kyllar said. Soja growled and stabbed her dagger into the beast’s wooly neck. Woja shrugged and pulled her dagger from her own sash and went about skinning beast. She had not wanted the horn anyway.
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from Hark! The Whispering Dead of the Burial Lake,
released November 27, 2020
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