Reecah's Flight by Richard H Stephens

Author:Richard H Stephens [Stephens, Richard H]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781989257142
Published: 2019-06-17T22:00:00+00:00

Ambushed

Peril’s Peak towered over the dragon hunt cabin, it’s grey summit devoid of snow. Despite its elevation, the mountain height was pleasantly warm in the late summer heat as Reecah went through her morning ritual with her swords—swinging them around and practicing her footwork. She was no match for a formally trained swordsman—or anyone with experience really, but at least her strength continued to grow.

With nothing but time on her hands and her dependence on her ability to hunt food, her accuracy with the bow had improved considerably. She had become proficient with stationary targets and now enjoyed jogging around a small course she had set up to shoot while on the move. It had taken the loss of many arrows over the cliffside, but as the spring months blended into summer, she found herself able to hit her intended target more often than not. If only Jonas and the hunt could see her now. She doubted even the greasy snake, Viper, could best her.

Leaning her weapons against the cabin she climbed the tiered waterfall tumbling behind the hunt camp, removed her boots, and dangled her feet in the cold water cascading from the heights. She smiled at the irony of her recent journey. She had fled her home to escape the villagers, especially the members of the dragon hunt, only to hole up in their training cabin. When the men returned here in the fall, they were in for a shock. She planned on leaving a blatant message about her time spent in her summer abode.

Using the writing stick Auntie Grim had given her, she wrote a brief account of her time spent at the cabin, itemizing her training regimen on the large, central table.

She laughed out loud. She doubted the dullards were capable of reading.

For the time being, the villagers would be busy fishing and farming the lower heights with little time to spare for formal training. She recalled Poppa leaving for a few weeks around the autumn solstice to train with the hunt, and then again in the early spring.

Smiling at the turn of events, the small hairs on the back of her neck stood on end.

Raver squawked excitedly from somewhere far away.

She couldn’t locate him at first, but when he appeared from beneath the ledge of the cliff fronting the cabin, she knew her time at the hunt camp had come to an end. Someone ascended the heights from the village far below. It was time to move on.

Struggling to pull her boots over her wet feet, she scrambled down the ledge and ran to the cliff’s edge. At first, she couldn’t see anyone, but movement to her left made her drop to her knees. Jaxon Waverunner led a group of men in matching surcoats up the trail.

She thought about slipping away to Thunderhead, but the men were already on this side of the junction she needed to access the southern route.

A voice echoed off the cliff face at her feet. Jaxon ran up the last steep slope leading to the plateau, pointing straight at her.

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