Aot Tomas Novels & Stories

"This is truly remarkable, Madame Aurora," Keia replied. The Gitana's gaze locked onto Thomas, her smile fixed in place. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your companions?" “Absolutely," Hera managed to say. "Thomas and Gelo meet Madame Aurora, the woman responsible for our newfound status." The Gitana reached out her hand. Thomas shook it briefly. "You put on a fantastic performance. How long have you been doing this?" Thomas inquired. "For several years now, Mr...?" She paused, waiting for his last name. He hesitated, unsure if she had any history with his family.

I have to continue moving. I remember a young warrior of mine, Tomas, nineteen, his mother was a weaver in the lower village, going down on my left and getting back up and going down again, and the third time he did not get back up, and there was no time, none, to go to him, because the line behind him was already buckling and a buckled line kills more men than a broken one.

Then Corin sat down again, in the chair by the fire, and was asleep inside two minutes. *** Tomas came last. He had the bandage still on his brow. His hands were clenched at his sides like he was trying to keep them from shaking and was almost getting there. He did not step all the way inside the study. He stayed by the door. "Take my horse." Alec looked up. "Tomas." "He knows the eastern road better than anything in your stables. I've ridden him that way three times a year for four years. He's faster over the frozen ruts. He won't spook at the timber tracks. He'll go until you tell him to stop."