Breath of Angel by Karyn Henley

Author:Karyn Henley
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: The Doubleday Religious Publishing Group
Published: 2011-06-20T21:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 15

Morning came with sunlight streaming through the branches of the forest canopy. Birds trilled their sunrise songs, and bushy-tailed squirrels foraged under leaf piles to gather winter stores. As Melaia tramped through the woods behind Jarrod, All’s-Well whistles echoed from sylvan to sylvan, oak to elm.

Assssk. Assssk, the trees whispered as she wondered if Jarrod would let her ask a few questions. She decided the real question was if he would answer.

“Jarrod,” she said, “what powers do you have?”

“What kind of question is that?” he asked.

“Livia said you’re a warrior angel.”

“I can protect you, if that’s what you mean. I can wield a sword.” He narrowed his eyes at her. “I’m death with a dagger.”

“But those are human skills.”

“Where do you think the sword came from?”

“Humans?”

“Their proud, lethal legacy.”

“But the Firstborn can change shapes,” she pointed out. “The Second-born too.”

“Earth-magery. Sorcery. Alchemy. The immortals have had almost two hundred years to craft their chaos.”

“You know a lot about it, don’t you?”

“I’m just a font of knowledge,” he said.

And one who’s tired of answering questions, thought Melaia. She asked no more.

A strange yip rang out. Jarrod yanked Melaia into a clump of bushes and drew her cloak all the way over her. She peered through a space where the edges overlapped. Jarrod crouched beside her, covered in his own cloak. He was so still it was as if he had disappeared.

A flutter of wings sounded above them. A dry leaf drifted down. Melaia could barely see the tail of a drak on a branch directly overhead. The bird rasped a raucous call that drew a harsh echo from another drak nearby. It flapped its wings, changed its position. Melaia could no longer see it, but she could hear its cry, closer now. Again the strident echo came. It, too, was closer.

The ping of a bowstring sounded from above. Then another. The two draks tumbled to the ground, where they rooted and sprouted into black-barked saplings.

Melaia held tight to her pack. Sylvans scrambled back up into the trees, their bows at the ready. Another leaf drifted down, and the All’s-Well warbled through the woodland again.

Jarrod emerged from his cloak. “Let’s get back to Wodehall,” he said. As they left the grove, he pointed to the new saplings. “Sylvan power. Earthbound. And way beyond me.”

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.