Sword and Sorcery Adventure: Winter's Cold Heart

By A. R. Williams

Swords . . . Sorcery . . . Adventure . . . A tale told at the most personal level of heroism and action. Warriors battle against their fate with skill, cunning, and bravado.

Blood & Death . . . Minor obstacles in the struggle for life.

Victory! . . . Only the strong live to see another day.

Journey with heroes who don’t know the meaning of defeat. Visit worlds unseen. Face incredible danger at the hands of a merciless foe. Feel the action of a Sword & Sorcery Adventure . . .

# Winter's Cold Heart

When he visits the tribe of the Elk, Leif Jurgensen falls for the chief’s beautiful daughter. The man that slays the local monster will be offered her hand in marriage. Leif volunteers for the task. But when Anneke, the chief's daughter, makes a special request, Leif struggles to make the difficult choice between what his heart desires and his honor demands.

• Language: English
• Publisher: A. R. Williams
• Release date: May 24, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310528606

A. R. Williams

A.R. Williams developed a love for reading at a very young age and in the fourth grade, when an assignment to write their own works of fiction was given, it occurred to him that he could craft tales for others to enjoy.A.R. Williams’ work has appeared in Heroic Fantasy Quarterly, Three Crow Press, and Every Day Fiction. A.R. received an honorable mention in the fourth quarter of the Writers of the Future Contest in 2010.

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SWORD & SORCERY ADVENTURE

WINTER’S COLD HEART

A.R. WILLIAMS

Interior Blurb:

Swords . . . Sorcery . . . Adventure . . . A tale told at the most personal level of heroism and action. Warriors battle against their fate with skill, cunning, and bravado.

Blood & Death . . . Minor obstacles in the struggle for life.

Victory! . . . Only the strong live to see another day.

Journey with heroes who don’t know the meaning of defeat. Visit worlds unseen. Face incredible danger at the hands of a merciless foe. Feel the action of a Sword & Sorcery Adventure . . .

Winter's Cold Heart

When he visits the tribe of the Elk, Leif Jurgensen falls for the chief’s beautiful daughter. The man that slays the local monster will be offered her hand in marriage. Leif volunteers for the task. But when Anneke, the chief's daughter, makes a special request Leif struggles to make the difficult choice between what his heart desires and his honor demands.

Sword & Sorcery Adventure:

Winter’s Cold Heart

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Sword & Sorcery Adventure: Winter’s Cold Heart

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

Chapter 1: The Mead Hall

Chapter 2: Hunter’s Way

Chapter 3: The Snow Beast

Chapter 4: Hail, Victor!

CHAPTER 1

The Mead Hall

An elk made of iron and wood decorated the thirty-foot-tall doors in the side of the mountain. It reared on its hind legs, its antlers a pattern of intricate circles that spiraled and twisted over one another. Giant icicles hung above the doors in rows of jagged lines that looked like the gaping maw of some great beast. They caught the fading light from the sun as it dipped below the mountain crest and appeared like bloodstained teeth.

The wind blew harder, biting through Leif Jurgensen’s furs and leather as he gazed up at the massive doors. Snow that had collected along the rock face drifted down.

Leif scratched his beard and pondered how to enter. There were no guards upon the walls and only the giants that once lived here were tall enough to reach the door knocker that towered twenty feet above him. Leif raised his hammer and slammed it against the door three times. Three booming echoes greeted him. Then silence.

Leif waited patiently and listened for the call of a guard questioning his presence. There was no challenge or any guard that he could tell. Darkness descended quickly once the sun disappeared behind the mountains. The temperature would grow colder just as quick and Leif was eager for food and rest.

He shook his head. The tribe of the Elk was lax in its duties, overconfident that the giants that had abandoned the mountain would never return. Angered, he raised his hammer once more.

The doors began to move. They ground slowly open, growling and rumbling as stone scraped against stone. As they opened, a dark tunnel stretched ahead of him into the depths of the mountain. A warm orange glow came from a chamber further down. The smell of roasted goat and garlic wafted