A Warrior's Path: Book Five of Saga of the Known Lands by Jacob Peppers

Author:Jacob Peppers [Peppers, Jacob]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-09-21T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

Morning came slowly.

Cutter sat within the cavernous tree into which the Gray Man had led them, watching his brother toss and turn in troubled sleep, each minute stretching on into an eternity.

So it always was before a battle and so it was now.

The morning came quickly.

It felt as if Cutter had only just sat, propping his back against the inside of the tree, laying his axe down beside him, when their remaining time vanished, as if the gods had smashed the hour glass of his life and tossed the sand out onto the ground.

So it always was before a battle and so it was now.

The trunk of the tree began to reshape itself, and Cutter rose, lifting his axe from where it had sat propped beside him.

He had no sooner done so than the trunk fully pulled away, revealing an opening in which the Gray Man stood. The Feyling said nothing, but then there was nothing that needed to be said.

The time for talk was over.

Now, it was time for war.

Cutter moved to where his brother lay, kneeling and grasping him gently by one shoulder. “Fel,” he said.

His brother turned and blinked deep-circled eyes at him. “It’s time then?” he said.

“It’s time.”

“I had the most wonderful dream,” Feledias said.

“Really?”

“No of course not,” his brother snapped, rising to his feet. He seemed a bit unsteady, but he was standing under his own power. That was proof enough of the Gray Man’s healing, for before he had seen to him Feledias hadn’t even been able to so much as crawl, let alone stand.

“Are you ready?” Cutter asked.

Feledias snorted. “No. Of course not,” he repeated. He glanced at the Gray Man standing in the opening of the tree then back at Cutter. “But then, Bernard, I don’t think that they much care whether we’re ready or not. Do you?”

“No, I don’t.”

Feledias sighed. He pulled on his boots, then moved to where he’d laid his sheathed swords and began strapping them onto his waist. When he was finished he walked up to Cutter. “Well then, best we get this done.” He glanced at the Gray Man. “Unless, of course, we’re to be given some breakfast before we fight for our lives?”

“I’m afraid not,” the Gray Man said.

Feledias grunted. “Probably just as well—doubt I could keep anything down.”

Cutter turned to the Gray Man, giving him a nod. “We’re ready.”

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