It's a Rhondulus

The opening looked a lot like a sea anemone - the sphincter was made up of triangular membranes that quivered and contracted when touched. Brogan gingerly peered into the hole, using the wand that he still carried, and poked until it extended a little wider. It was a window alright, but very hard to see into - he wanted to glimpse the real General and find where he was operating out from.

The weight of the beast's tail might collapse down upon him at any moment. Nervina came to look over his shoulder into the portal - his eyesight was superior to detail, and very good seeing through the dark as well.

"My God" he exclaimed stepping back fast, "it's a Rhondulus controlling the General...".   He whispered then: “and not a mortal at all”.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series 

The General's Portal

Brogan was looking to spot the General's window. It did not seem to be in any place obvious.

Nervina tugged on the cord and pointed to the Dragon's behind. Brogan ignored him - thinking this to be but a jest - but Nervina persisted.

Moving a little closer they could see that the General's portal was actually positioned in the rear end of the mount; and had it not been that her tail was resting raised, it would have been concealed most perfectly.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series

Wardens of Phoenix

After a few minutes of great speed the General dismounted, giving his she-dragon a massive slap on the rump. His armory matched her green-gold scales and both wore the same insignia of the Wardens of Phoenix - the double-headed serpent.

Coming to rest high on a mountain top, in full view of the endless planes of terrain below, Nervina and Brogan could see every side around for miles and the ground battles continuing beneath them.

The air above was congested with missiles and flames, from the characters shooting each other with graphic outfall. Spitfires were hurling howling projectiles, filling the landscape with stupendous flare. This had to be one of the most uppermost parts of the region to obtain such a fantastically animated overview.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series

The Dragon's Wings Heaved Powerfully

A well-known government official went flying fast past Brogan. He was quick to recognise this man from the news he had seen on TV when he was alive. Very hurriedly he caught hold of the tail of the dragon that he was riding on, and only just in time to trail him from behind.

Nervina managed to shadow the guy also, as the two had a fine cord attached to one another's belts, contrived so that they could stay together wherever the pursuit might take them.

The dragon's wings heaved powerfully, thrumming the non-air with a bass-like vibration, creating an updraft in the dusky spangled non-sky. The General was riding her hard and fast, in a frenzied rush, speeding through the scenery as if there were no tomorrow.

Brogan had been hoping to hook onto a societal figure for he was fast getting bored of the everyday dialogue that was chattered all around him. This could prove interesting at last.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series

Head of Smoke

"I first met Phillip Marsden at Basingstoke - he had a head of smoke back then, vacated with some demon inside that he collaborated with. He was the husband of Lady Marthorn whose family had long owned the estate they were then fighting in. His power over ordinary men was uncanny and unfair. A fey could never get away with such liberties - it was as though he were immune to the karmic interplays that usually could quash such tyranny."

Puck continued: "He's been quiet up until now, probably spending these past years in Hell before resurfacing. I know he appears cordial, but I have seen inside and know his nature - it is consuming and wilful without conscience - he values nought that is not for himself. Worse still, as a man he is a genius, and the demon that binds to him has the venom of Klingsor and the ability of Abraham."

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series

Some Things are so Natural they are Effortless

Puck was lying down on a picnic rug at the base of a broad tree with Marley in his arms. Some things are so natural they are effortless ... and loving is one of them.

Sliding back into familiarity was simple for them both, especially as each had held the other's secret and quietly yearned for that same company. It seemed that the past had melted away in this moment and that Marley and Puck had both re-found themselves.

He leant back placing one arm behind his head and said, "The universal salve is salvation".

She crinkled her brow and laughed, completely ignoring any depth this comment might have.

Marley loved the way Puck contemplated things philosophically, but rarely understood what he was on about. She trusted in his thinking all the same.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series

You could quite easily find his Window

The hues there were different to earth colors, and in strong contrast to the mainstream spiritual worlds he had known before. Most scenes were contrived with themes and it was like being in a dream that was more fanciful than even dreams could be.

But what was more fun again was finding the windows - and everybody had one.

By following the Avatar you could quite easily find his window once you started to look for it - and there you could see through to the character who was actually driving him - which gave a whole new meaning to the 'graphical interface operating systems' and the Microsoft word termed 'Windows'.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series