The Forging of the Dragon (Wizard and Dragon Book 1) by Robert Don Hughes

Author:Robert Don Hughes [Hughes, Robert Don]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Publisher: Venture Press
Published: 2016-02-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

DESPONDENT DREAM

THEY fled the golden city with mutual eagerness. Once past the mansions that seemed to line its perimeter, however. Dark slowed down. When Seagryn wanted to know why, the boy only frowned and shook his head. Something was soon to happen, evidently, something too critical to Seagryn’s future for the boy to reveal. The powershaper accepted the boy’s silence with a mixture of resignation and excitement. Only later did he remember this was how he’d always lived his life before meeting Dark in the Marwilds.

They slept the first night in a field, and Seagryn woke up shivering. For the last few days, the late summer had struggled vainly to hold back the attack of fall. On this morning autumn prevailed, its dry coolness invading his robes and taking his poor legs prisoner. He got to his feet quickly, crossing the lapels of his garment tightly across his chest while at the same time trying to blow warmth into his blue-tinted fingers. He was grateful now for the excessive sleeves of this ceremonial robe. It was warm, and his stopped-up nose prevented him from smelling its perfume. He glanced around for Dark and saw the boy tossing on the ground a few yards away, murmuring to some prominent character in his dreams. Seagryn wondered whether the lad’s dreams were set in the future or the past. And did he ever have trouble distinguishing between fictional dreams and truthful visions?

“Wake up, Dark. I’m freezing.”

“Eh?” The boy came awake and sat upright in the same motion. He, too, wound his arms around his shivering torso. “Did you know it would be this cold this morning?” Seagryn grumbled. Dark didn’t look at him. He just stared ahead, then nodded curtly. “Then why didn’t you warn me!” Dark still didn’t look his way, but he did shrug. Seagryn grew concerned.

“Are you all right?” In answer, the boy shivered again.

Seagryn reached down to grip Dark above the elbows and lifted him to his feet. “Come on. We’ve got to find something to warm you up!”

“You’ll find an inn across the field in that direction,” Dark chattered, gesturing with a nod of his head. Then he looked at Seagryn. “This time you know me well enough to know I’m telling the truth, so you lead me straight to it.” The prophet gritted his teeth together and fought to keep them from chattering. Moments later they were inside the inn, and Seagryn had him bedded down on the floor in a quiet corner by the fireplace.

“I suppose you knew you’d be getting sick?” Seagryn wondered aloud.

“Not sick,” Dark chattered. “I’m terrified!” Then the boy turned his face to the wall, and his body shook with shivers and silent sobs.

Seagryn knew nothing to do except withdraw. He spent the rest of the day watching Dark from one of the tables and speaking quietly with the few other travelers who had taken this day to rest. Although they studied his rich gown with curiosity, he didn’t reveal to them his identity, nor Dark’s.

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