The Demon Cycle Series Books 1 and 2: The Painted Man, The Desert Spear

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Peter V. Brett

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2018

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His call echoed in the black

Catching his shout

I sought to help

But the Messenger held me back

‘What good to die?’

He asked me, grim

‘For death is all you’ll find

‘No help you’ll provide

’Gainst coreling claws

Just more meat to grind’

I struck him hard

And grabbed his spear

Leaping across the wards

A frantic charge

Strength born of fear

Before the boy be cored

‘Stay brave!’ I cried

Running hard his way

‘Keep your heart strong and true!’

‘If you can’t stride

To where it’s safe

I’ll bring the wards to you!’

I reached him quick

But not enough

Corelings gathered round

The demons thick

My work was rough

Scratching wards into the ground

A thunderous roar

Boomed in the night

A demon twenty feet tall

It towered fore

And ’gainst such might

My spear seemed puny and small

Horns like hard spears!

Claws like my arm!

A carapace hard and black!

An avalanche

Promising harm

The beast moved to the attack!

The boy screamed scared

And clutched my leg

Clawed as I drew the last ward!

The magic flared

Creator’s gift

The one force demons abhor!

Some will tell you

Only the sun

Can bring a rock demon harm

That night I learned