Well, for my first Sample Sunday piece, here is a piece from my as yet unnamed high fantasy piece. Still a WIP.
Kane strained against the ropes. Incredible pain racked his body, but the physical agony was nothing compared to his fear over T’keyah.
He had to save her!
The vampires crowded close, shouting, laughing, screaming like animals. The circle of sweaty bodies bowed down and Kane felt their heat on his skin.
There was one dagger already, the blade thrust deep in his stomach. He could feel the sharp edges scraping against his flesh and begged for the release of unconsciousness. The vampires refused to let him faint, slapping his face and splashing water at him each time darkness threatened to take over.
With a wordless roar, Kane twisted towards the hand on his cheek, catching a probing finger between his tiny daemon fangs and biting down. Defiance gave him strength but the white-hot pain of a second dagger soon sapped it away.
The blade passed through his right palm, shattering bones there before slamming into the ground.
He screamed.
Writing: A Conversation Without Interruptions 