Spark City: Book One of the Spark City Cycle by Robert J. Power

Author:Robert J. Power [Power, Robert J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781999999407
Google: qNsXtAEACAAJ
Amazon: B07B611KQK
Publisher: De Paor Press
Published: 2018-02-18T00:00:00+00:00

They were a lot closer to the town than they thought. By the following morning they stood side by side under cover of trees along the quiet town’s outskirts, their beasts left to graze a mile behind. They were hunters now but what exactly they hunted was in the knowledge of the gods.

Lea notched an arrow and followed Erroh, all the while ignoring the temptation to shoot him. Maybe she could shoot him just a little bit, she mused. Nothing fatal. Perhaps his rear. It would certainly be a new approach to understanding him. Growing up she had loved to challenge herself with puzzles and riddles. She loved the eventual unlocking of answers to receive a treasured resolution. She thought she had begun to crack the enigma that was Erroh, but the passion was leaving her bit by bit. Now there was only a simple desire to understand him as her companion of the road and father to their future children. There was no great secret to unlock and it was foolish to hold on to childish thoughts of great love. Her father was cruel and he was a killer. It was his nature. She wondered had her parents believed themselves in love in the first days of their coupling as well. She knew she should have been thinking of the silent town in front of them but her thoughts were miles behind at the river. When he saved her and when he had brutalised her. She would never forget the fury in his eyes and oh, that betrayal of trust. She knew she would never look upon him the way Mea looked upon Jeroen. She knew she had made the wrong choice in the Cull.

It felt eerily familiar creeping around the perimeter of a suspiciously quiet settlement searching for any signs of life. The town was nothing more than a handful of two story buildings, worn, aged, and tended with love; a few paths of damp mud leading up to an old mill with patches of various crops planted throughout. A little nothing place, in the middle of nowhere and an oasis to any passing traveller. This charming town felt inviting and were it not for the two large messages painted sloppily upon one of the tavern’s wall, Erroh and Lea would have immediately felt welcome.

“The tainted flee from the flame.”

“Uden the Woodin man sees all.”

Both Alphas finished the circle and sat in cover. There was no crimson river of blood, no scorch marks, nor any pile of horrible ash to be found. No females had burned here; there had been no attack. Erroh quietly thanked the gods. It wasn’t a prayer, merely a nod of gratitude. The flapping of long dried clothing in the early morning wind was the only sound that reached their ears. It sounded like complete isolation. The town was abandoned. He sat and watched the world for movement. She sat behind him clutching Baby tightly. There was plenty of light left in the day and the town was going nowhere.

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