Sword of the Sands

By F. E. Hubert

Sword of the sands is the first part of a sword and sorcery series that has all the tropes of high fantasy and fast-paced adventure.

The stories are rounded, have independent endings and can be read as standalone shorts. Read together, they make for a longer adventure.

This first story introduces Mufroen, a young and hardened swordsman from far out in the sun scorched high desert. He returns in part three, Sword in the City and the upcoming fifth story Dog’s Blade.

1.Sword of the Sands
2.Book of Magic
3.Sword in the City
4.The Isles of Krake

5.Dog’s Blade - Expected end of March 2017. Also expected around that time is Swords and Magic; bundle of the first five stories.

• Language: English
• Publisher: F. E. Hubert
• Release date: May 19, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310539886

F. E. Hubert

F.E. Hubert lives in one of the wetter parts of Europe, which has the upside that it leaves him a lot of time to sit in his study and write stories. He writes short stories to give life to all the heroes, swords and monsters that keep knocking on his door when he's supposed to be working on his novel. They include science fiction, fantasy, horror, thrillers and the occasional detective. You can contact F.E. Hubert and let him know what you think at: [e-mail], or leave a review so the rest of the world knows what you think. Thanks for stopping by!

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The Sword of the Sands

A story by F.E. Hubert

Copyright 2016 by F.E. Hubert

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or other characters is purely coincidental.

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Chapter one: The caravan

Chapter two: Golden dancer

Chapter three: Tribe rules

Chapter four: The cave

Chapter five: The sword

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The caravan

Dry sands surrounded the isle of moist paradise as far as Mufroen’s keen eyes could see. The plains around the oasis the tribe called home this season shimmered in wavering sheets under the pre-noon sun. The high desert was home to none but the tribes who had learned to survive her fickle ways. Those that wandered into her sandy stretches unprepared, were soon overcome by the mind-boiling heat of the baking days, or the biting cold that followed when the sun hid from the night.

In his shelter, Mufroen lay waiting for the hottest hours of the day to arrive. During midday the entire camp would be at rest and under cover from the white heat of the sun. All but Mufroen and Lillin, the drover’s daughter. She was destined to join the chief’s, his father’s, harem as his however manieth wife in a matter of weeks, making it all the more important that their recent affair stay hidden. He closed his eyes to spend the time until they would meet in slumber.

The sound of loud voices woke him. Startled, he was upright and outside the makeshift shelter of cloth before he was more than half awake. The sun told him he hadn’t slept long, but being pulled from his dream made him feel like he had. Rubbing his eyes with the heel of his hand, he crouched behind a sandy ledge and watched the spectacle below. Another caravan had arrived, as many more would in the coming days in order to attend the quadrennial meeting of the clans. But no tribesman was likely to arrive at the shelter of the grove so close to the sun’s peak, and as Mufroen looked at the carts riding in from under the shading of his hand, he realized it was not a tribe caravan.

Under the shelter of the grove’s greenery and trees he could easily approach the open space left between the communal tents without being seen. The new arrivals halted their wagons in front of the large tent the men used for their meetings.