Born To Magic: Tales Of Nevaeh: Volume I by Wind David

Author:Wind, David [Wind, David]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: DMW
Published: 2015-02-15T05:00:00+00:00

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Later in the afternoon—hours after the ancient road had ended and opened into a wide meadow—they turned in a northwesterly direction. Gaalrie flew above them, sharp and watchful eyes sending Areenna visions of the area ahead and guiding them to where Northcrom’s queen had directed.

A short time later, they crested the top of a hill and Areenna saw the place Ilsraeth had brought them to. A small cottage built of split trees and surrounded by rolling grassy hills sat near the edge of a long oval, finger-shaped lake, perhaps thirty miles long and a mile across at its widest point. Smoke rose from the cottage’s chimney. There was no stable, but three kraals roamed within a fenced hold.

Mikaal, who was studying his father’s maps as they rode, said, “The lake is called George.”

“Look left,” she said.

He did and saw the cottage. “Yes, it seems right. The lake is called George,” he repeated absently.

“George? What a strange name.”

“My father marked the map clearly.”

“What do you suppose it means, George?”

Mikaal shrugged. “It’s a name. The old ones had strange names. My father’s names…Solomon and Roth…. Had you ever heard of them before?” he asked.

Areenna shook her head. But then, there has not been anyone like your father before, has there?

“No, that’s true,” he said.

Areenna jerked Hero’s reins and stopped the kraal. “What did you say?”

Mikaal stopped Charka. “What? That’s true?”

“Yes. What’s true?”

Puzzled he stared at her. “You just said there has never been anyone like my father.”

“No I didn’t,” she said.

“I heard you as clear as day.”

Catching her lower lip between her teeth, she worried it for a moment before saying, “Mikaal, I never spoke those words, I only thought them…”

Mikaal looked at her. Her coppery skin glowed with the lowering sun. Her eyes were alive, and her full lips were pulled into a frown as she continued to worry her lower lip between white teeth.

“How is this possible? It is not like before…not like the feel of thought. I heard words.”

Bekar did this, she directed the thought toward him.

Yes, Mikaal agreed.

“Tell me what I am thinking,” she said aloud, and concentrated on a thought of her father, Nosaj.

Mikaal’s brows furrowed in concentration, but a moment later all he could do was to shake his head. “Nothing,” he whispered.

Areenna sighed. “Good,” relief filling her exhalation. We can communicate better but that is all—for now.

“For now?” Mikaal questioned aloud.

Areenna shrugged. “Yes. Whatever gifts were given to us, were done for a purpose. It will be up to us to discover the purpose.”

“To defeat them,” Mikaal said.

“Yes, but I sense there is more. No one can know about this.”

“Of course,” Mikaal said, dryly.

Areenna glanced at him, his tone making her smile. “Frustration is it?”

“More like irritation. These little bits and pieces… What’s the point? Why not just tell us and be done with it?”

“The point, my impatient…what did she say last night? You are my complement?”

When Mikaal nodded she said, “Then, my impatient complement, self-discovery is the lesson for today. A woman’s powers are found through self-discovery.

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