Broken by Ivy Logan

Author:Ivy Logan [Logan, Ivy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BLKDOG
Published: 2019-06-16T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER XVI

Damien was the hunter and I was the hunted. He was the predator and I the prey. His men came for me and I ran. Never breathing easy, scared to sleep, and never able to trust anyone enough to make a single friend. Was this how the rest of my life would be? Was there anything but fear and fleeing in my destiny?

Talia

THE SEARCH FOR SERENITY - TALIA

Talia came upon Syrolt by fluke.

Since fleeing Aberevon, she kept moving. Her sense of foreboding grew each day. She ensured there was randomness to her selection of a place to move to. The constant moving erased Talia’s teenage sense of wonderment. Yes, strangers could be kind, but many of them also saw a lone, unaccompanied girl as an attractive challenge. Fending them off required a great deal of ingenuity and quick thinking. Luckily, her mother had taught her to defend herself, so she had nothing to fear. Still, she missed being a protected, well-loved little girl, but the softness started fading when she met Damien. Evading Damien’s many spies and soldiers did not allow for any pathos or sloppiness. They were too many and too well armed to fight off were she to be caught, so she had to match her wits against them instead.

Talia knew that the soldiers were looking for a young, blue haired girl, so she became an old crone, bent with old age walking with the support of a stick. Just a change in posture and walk made her invisible to the searching eyes, her face and hair covered against what seemed were the vagaries of the weather. She learned to avoided patterns, always reminding herself that patterns were traps. She never overstayed or returned to the same place more than once, nor did she buy food from the same area or vendor twice. She spread disinformation here and there on the whereabouts of a blue haired girl from Aberevon, often sending Damien’s spies into a tizzy. She avoided inns, always taking shelter in forests or caves. She confided in no one and made no friends, for she instinctively knew that the more people she trusted, the lower her chances of survival.

Talia knew that as things stood, she would not survive another encounter with Damien. She had no intention of giving him what he wanted. She would rather die. She hadn’t seen any sign of magic in herself whatsoever. She wanted to laugh at her own destiny. She was being hunted like an animal for capabilities she didn’t have.

The toughest part was to be on her guard all the time. She barely slept and often found herself jerking awake in a cold sweat after just a couple of hours. Peace of mind was elusive and everything was taking a toll on her. Talia knew she wouldn’t be able to sustain it much longer. She needed to find a place to disappear to and prepare for vengeance. Stability conflicted with being on the run. Despite the distance she had built between her and Aberevon, she never felt safe enough.

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