Lacedaemonian
A Plume of Smoke
I love this extract but it does not seem to flow smoothly. Also I can not fix the grammar. And some of my vocab seems to be off the freaking chart. I swear I am making words up.... Any assistance will be most welcome. Some of the issues I have with this extract also apply to the rest of my story. I am also becoming strangely paranoid about using commas,,,,,,,,,,,,,
The deep green virtually viridian grass wept tear drops of dew from blade to blade. No breeze brushed the air, which hung heavy thick with misty vapours washed the skin cold and damp waking the sleepiest of souls. Danae needed to be awake; he needed to be at his most vigilant. He whispered his thanks to the old gods and as more of an after thought than a consideration he also whispered thanks to the new god, though this with little fervour. The morning mizzle and the chilling air of earliest spring was a welcome tonic for him mere hours past the auroral night. He did not jump at the twack of broken twigs, nor did his head spin to the babble and chatter of the forest beasts – though his heart skipped with each twack and his mind convulsed at each oddity in the forest’s parley.
He hated to admit it but he missed the old man. The constant gibber and gab would have been a distraction now, though perhaps one day a distraction that would cost them both their lives. He laughed at this thought. Surely nothing could kill the old smuggler. The man was so hardy and was blessed with more luck than was right and fair.
This was his predation, the smuggler would not understand. The killing of ones brothers was never easy. The killing of ones sisters was a moral abomination. Would his soul survive this? Aye maybe not but at least the old man’s soul would reach the greater ether. The strange peoples who forested the northern furs of the Reservation named her Halcyon, and it was said that she could walk on water and some said she could even challenge the wind. What other powers did she possess? It matters not, he thought with remembered resolution, he would have her head by Elpsprig night or it would all be in vain.