Storm Raven by K Hanson

Author:K Hanson [Hanson, K]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: K Hanson
Published: 2017-12-14T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

As Nereyda splashed into the pool and water surrounded her, she emerged and looked back up at the waterfall. She saw no sign of the strange and horrifying creature that had chased her through the halls of the ruins. She hoped it had retreated back into whatever hole it had come from.

She swam to the shore of the pond and climbed out. Despite being dripping wet, she didn’t feel the same chill that she normally would. Somehow, she felt in tune with the water that soaked her clothes and the wind that blew the air around her. As she caught her breath, she realized that her shoulder didn’t hurt anymore. She glanced at the place where her wounds had been, only to see that the skin had healed. There wasn’t even any sign of scarring. That fountain had done something to her. She was glad that it had healed her shoulder, but she felt uneasy about what else it might mean.

When she had touched that fountain, it had poured its energy into her. She had no idea how long she had been unconscious, but it had been long enough that the sun was getting low in the sky. By the time she had awoken, the fountain had emptied entirely, with nothing else coming out of it. If all of that energy had gone into her, she had no idea what that would do to her.

For now, all she knew is that she felt exhausted. After hiking up a mountain, getting the hell shocked out of her, and getting chased by a damn fire demon, she was ready to call it a day.

Nereyda felt uneasy about sleeping in the same cave as the previous night since it was so close to the ruins, but with darkness approaching, she didn’t have the time to scout out another location to make camp. Instead, she sat at the side of the pool and tried to process the events of the day. She wondered how the owner of the journal learned about this place. In all of her travels, she had heard more than her fair share of ghost stories, legends, and tall tales. After all, pirates were professionals at coming up with bullshit to brag about. But she had never heard anything about magical fountains or burned men attacking people.

Perhaps it was true that the Shattered Sea was a cursed place. Until now, she had just thought that meant terrible storms and murderous marauders. Or, maybe it wasn’t related to the Shattered Sea at all.

With these thoughts running through her mind, she wandered back to her cave and laid down. Despite her physical exhaustion, it took hours for her mind to quiet enough for her to fall asleep. When her thoughts finally settled, she fell into a deep slumber. Only when she smelled burning flesh did she wake up.

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