My book has a few errors, but I can’t afford an editor. I have decided to put corrections on this page. Some things are not mistakes. For example, the use of British spelling is deliberate, not in error. And I spell “magick” with a “k” for reasons that are revealed in the story. The mistakes that have been discovered are corrected below.
I wrote this in Google Docs and exported it to MS Word; however, the formatting was messed up in the transition and caused line breaks where I didn’t want them and took out breaks that I did want. I’ve worked on correcting those errors, but some remain. Going forward, I’ll write everything in MS Word and save myself a lot of headaches. I also have ProWritingAid now so there will be fewer issues in the next book in the series.
Outside, Gertie saw the black-mantled serjeants about to begin their pike drills. A few of them
waved, and she and the others waved back, except Philiah, who said, “Do not waste your time
with the serjeants.”
But not me and Kaithel.”
“What is wrong with you, woman?”
The most highly feared man in the commandery was, at four feet tall, the shortest of stature.
Since his mother gave birth to him whilst in her human form, he had no eggshell of his own so his and his brother’s pendants were fashioned out of a part of the shell his mother hatched from.
“You do not want your parents to know about her, do you?”
My eyelids grew heavy and I laid back down.
Elorien doesn’t know, does he, that foolish boy!
“She was looking at the map.”
The massive front doors opened smoothly on their stout hinges.
The Paladin radiated a quiet power, magma rumbling deep below the surface, that if erupted, would flow slowly and steadily, unstoppable and all-encompassing.
“I must speak with the Ranger, but before you go,” the Paladin said, “do you realise that the pendant you are wearing is from one of the Brethren’s arrows?”
I saw the older knight was economical with his movements, only responding to Wulfast’s direct threats to deliver parries and lightning-quick ripostes.
It still chafed Reed’s neck and shoulders a bit, but he was getting used to it.
He gazed at me with surprisingly green eyes.
Two instances of the word “brethren” should be capitalized as “Brethren”
The dance had prescribed steps, but they were simple enough that I caught onto the pattern easily, especially with Wulfast’s guidance.
I led him out from under the table.
Philiah strolled into the room, looking unconcerned.
The Spellbook reached out with its bookmark ribbon to rub the cat’s ears, but it stayed attached to Elorien’s belt.
A pendant dangled from the broken links. I nearly threw it down when I realized the pendant was in the shape of a wyrm.
She indicated east.
Boot-heels sounded on stone steps as some of the guards made their way down the wall and thudded across the dirt road.
More men joined the first and picked up pebbles, which they threw at us.
I blinked as we descended into dim light of the crevice.
Two instances of “braizers” are meant to be “braziers”.
I awoke to discover that the sun had turned meek once more and slunk down to the western horizon.
In halting bits and pieces, Papa told me about what had happened to him, but I knew he spared me the worst of it.
The Witch’s magick hit her targets, but the Warlock seemed to fall short of the mark.
Tears spilled from my eyes and I did not wipe them away.