Rainbow Snippets: It was all the same

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I’m sharing snippets from In Pain and Blood for a while. The prologue is part of the new additions and stars Tracker. The rewrite is a little light on the romance side and a touch darker in other parts.

This week’s snippet follows on from last week’s where Tracker draws closer to the smell of burnt wood.

He hung his head. I am sorry. He should’ve tried harder, thought of a better way to get her beyond Demarn’s borders to lands where her magic, her ability to craft illusions, wouldn’t see her thrown into a war as the overseers in the spellster tower had planned.
The breeze continued to shiver through the trees. It kicked up ash and dust, sending the gritty powder every which way. Along with the stench of charred flesh. Be it cattle or humanoid, it all smelt the same.
His horse snorted. The animal’s senses were stronger and the foulness in the air choked Tracker’s throat.
They circled the wagon until the wind was at their backs. It didn’t matter what angle he took in the disaster, the level of destruction was all the same. The lingering taste of magic permeated the stench. He scanned the site, looking for any sign that the spellster responsible somehow still lived.

Tracker will be back next week with more from In Pain and Blood. In the meantime, check out these other snippets.