Hosharu

Chapter Two: A Talon Slashed Crown The blank, pale sky looked like it was shrinking away, fading to a black the color of tar.  It fit the hulking mass leaning against the limestone window perfectly.  Its long black cloak fell tattered and ripped around his feet.  The silver, spun wool that twisted and marched down the solid black cloak glinted brightly in the last feeble rays of the retreating sun.  The mass' hood covered all but a wide, jarring smile. The stone It rested on felt cold.  An alabaster throne sat at the far edge of a circular, dome-capped room.  The window It leaned against was one of only two spanning the walls, though the c

                 Chapter 1: The Boy, the Bird, and the Iris          It was near sunset when he returned.  He was greeted, as usual, with the first draft of dinner flying through the door as the two boys ran past him and out the door.  The youngest was small, pale, and brown of hair.  He had been into his older sisters' room again; brightly colored strands of silk trailed behind him.  The older boy was chasing him out the door.  The bowl that once contained the bre