Here is a teaser from my WIP The Balance:
Celeste took the new blade, and a large glass orb. She threw on the black cloak over her darkest robes. She didn’t want to be seen this night. She would make a new blood dagger. Not knowing what to expect, she wanted to be in the Iarym Forest.
She slipped down the halls, through the doors and out into the courtyard. The sliver of moon hid behind passing clouds. She couldn’t see much, but she did not risk a light. Not until she reached the thick trees, and only when she was past the few houses right on the edge. She felt watched.
Her feet whispered across the the dirt, near soundless, and she thank whatever deity that she had somehow learned how to do this.
At the gate, a hand grabbed her arm and pulled her aside.