Broken Soul (The Scholar's Legacy Book 1) by Joshua Buller

Author:Joshua Buller [Buller, Joshua]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Creativia
Published: 2016-10-16T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12: The Half-Man

Scrub and brush. Weed and dirt. That was all that seemed to lay ahead as we continued our travels westward towards whatever pull Hawke was feeling. The landscape was much more barren than the Fertile Lands we had come from, yet it was nowhere as inhospitable as the Madness. Though the plants were scruffy and dry, they were abundant, and there was plenty of evidence of wildlife flourishing in these parts. I spent most of our time on horseback watching as strange animals I had never seen before hopped and trotted around the arid land we wandered through. Occasionally one would stare at our group as we trundled on, but they would scurry for shelter if we so much as drew within a stone's throw of them.

A few days after we had left Blanc, Hawke grabbed my attention and pointed into the distance. Though it was far off, I could clearly see a small lumpy shape on the horizon the color of the setting sun.

“There,” he proclaimed, as if that told me anything. When I responded by looking at him mutely, he coughed and continued. “I feel the pull from the Ururu. I get the feeling that's where we're destined.”

“The what-a-what?” I said befuddled. He looked at me through narrow eyes for a moment.

“Micasa, you have been reading all the books I gave you, yes?” he asked me slowly.

“Of course,” I answered just as slowly, though my averted gaze told a different story. He sighed and rolled his eyes.

“I really should be keeping a closer eye on your reading,” he chastised himself. “Well, that mountain is the largest natural landmark in the country. It's called the Ururu Mountain, and it so happens that a friend of mine likes to stay near there.” His eyes were fixated on the distant shape with anticipation.

“Ooh, what are they like?” Seeing Hawke getting excited at the prospect of meeting with someone wasn't common, so it tickled my curiosity.

“You'll see when we get there. He's something else.” Hawke urged Sir Brown Horse to a canter as we started towards the new landmark.

“Do you think he'll have your essence?” I asked.

“Quite possible,” he admitted, “but more importantly, he's more likely than the others we've encountered to give me some real answers. There are still too many things I don't understand about my plight. I only hope there aren't any complications.”

Complications were just about the only sure thing the holders of Hawke's essence promised, if our previous encounters were any indication. On the other hand, this was the first time Hawke had referred to someone as an actual friend, so my hopes were buoyed that things would be different this time.

With the formation in sight, I assumed that it would only take us a few hours to reach our destination. My surprise continued to grow with each passing day, as the shape loomed ever larger yet still remained beyond our reach. It was only after a week of travel that we finally stood at the base of the mountain.

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