Legends of the Exiles by Jesse Teller

Author:Jesse Teller [Teller, Jesse]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-14T22:00:00+00:00

The days passed as she wrote. Time seemed to stand still, as if the day waited while she wrote, as if time itself held its breath for the moment she set herself to rest. When she wasn’t writing, time rushed by her. The days passed in a blink, the nights came with reprieve, and she could sleep well for the first time in years.

When she rang for Breathos, he came. Never did he tarry. Never did he make her wait. It seemed he stood just over the hill waiting for her tolling to call on him. He talked to her or brought her things. He brought her stones, stones he had smoothed down for her. They were of all shapes and sizes, their edges shaved away.

She asked him once why he brought them to her, but he did not tell her. Every time she called on him, he brought a new one, and handed it to her with a smile.

“How is the Dead Girl today?” he asked.

It pained him to say the words. She knew he hated them, but she wanted him to call her that, so he did.

“Can you see what I have done?” she asked.

He turned to the wall and looked at it, then crossed his arms on his chest.

His mouth fell open. “It is sounds,” he said. “You have learned to write sounds. This is a written language.”

“It is.”

He spun and rushed her. She cringed, then he gripped her by the armpits and lifted her into the air. She giggled as he spun her. “This is amazing. You are the cleverest girl I know. By the Seven, the cleverest soul I know. How many times have I said it, Ellen? You are a genius.”

“It is a feat anyone could do. It is nothing at all,” she said, but she knew better. The average mind could not have fixed it all to a point. She knew she was brilliant. She knew this was a marvel. She needed him to tell her, though, and he did it again.

“It’s a miracle,” he said. “The outside world has this technology, and it has created a world out there we cannot imagine. Borlyn will be so excited. This is the exact thing he was talking about. He wants thinkers, Ellen. He wants art.” He turned to look at the wall again, and shook his head. “When can I send people up here to learn?”

“Never.” Fear jumped up and seized her, and she battled it down within.

He turned, horrified. “What do you mean? This could change the mountain forever. This is just what we need to affect a revolution of mind and soul in our people.”

“This is for me and only me. I need this to remain private,” she said.

He looked at the wall again, and sighed. “This is your letter to us, isn’t it? This is what you will leave behind.”

Her throat closed up, and she croaked. “What do you mean?”

“This is the record you leave behind to tell us all why you did it.

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