Eligium- The Complete Series by Jake Allen Coleman

Author:Jake Allen Coleman [Coleman, Jake Allen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fantasy, sorcery, dragons, Fiction, Sword & Sorcery, coming of age, Elves
Publisher: Jake Allen Coleman
Published: 2019-07-24T22:00:00+00:00

Returning to the barracks, Sebastian threw off his tunic and collapsed into his bunk. Around him, various members of the squad bantered back and forth about the day. Most days Sebastian took part as the evening wore on. Not today. The sounds of his fellow recruits faded away as he fell into slumber.

The dream began as it always did. He awoke to find himself in a deep cave, lit in orange and red from the lava flow running through. The heat penetrated to his bones on the side facing the flow, the other side chilled from cool mountain air blowing down the tunnel. He maneuvered himself around and luxuriated as the heat warmed his body.

Daylight streamed into the tunnel and he prepared himself to begin the hunt. There was a hunger deep in his belly and he knew he had slept overlong. Rousing himself to crawl to the surface, he felt the Call. A demand stronger than steel shackles pulled on his heart, beckoning him to a place far to the south.

How can this be? He wondered. The Call had not come in the long years since winning the Great Battle and the Stone was entrusted to the mountain brothers. None there would dare summon him in this manner, which was why they guarded the Stone.

When the Call came he was bound to obey. It was bred into him and his kind from time immemorial. Crawling and scrambling he made his way up the tunnel and out into the bright daylight. Perched there on the side of the mountain, he surveyed the valley. His domain. This small piece of earth where he held dominion. Far in the distance he saw the herd of elk he so carefully cultivated. Taken from other valleys as yearlings, he had acclimated them to his scent.

Belly rumbling, he remembered the young bull he marked out in his last hunt. Perhaps he could just…no, the Call was too strong. Unfolding his leathery wings he shook them and launched himself from the side of the mountain.

Catching the upswell of wind he soared high over the countryside looking for the familiar river that would lead him south. There! Banking hard, he dove to skim just above the trees. It was not long before the river widened into a clear blue lake and he enjoyed the moisture on his face. He dipped, letting his claws drag in the water, casting up a fantail behind him. Lifting off, he banked toward the distant mountains. There, the Call came from there.

Nearing the foothills, he passed over an isolated farmstead and watched the family run, scrambling for shelter. Dragons had not been seen in these parts since the Ban and the homesteaders would have quite a story. He pushed on towards the pass and swept between two snow-covered peaks, the green of the forest rushing past him even faster now.

Passing out of the mountains he smelled blood and smoke and fear in the air. Far ahead was the familiar outline of the Cinaeth rising over the Loegaire.

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