…but I finally wrote a scene from the Old Demon’s POV for SOUL OF SORCERY.
Here is a brief snippet from today’s writing. Not from the Old Demon’s POV, alas:
In the dreams, Riothamus son of Rigotharic was always six years old again.
His father had been headman of his own hold, with over a hundred swordthains and spearthains sworn to his command. Rigotharic had been a warrior of renown, tall and strong, his armor and sword fashioned from costly steel. All the clans of the Tervingi nation had respected him.
And none of that did any good when the Malrags came.