The GodSpill by Todd Fahnestock

Author:Todd Fahnestock [Fahnestock, Todd]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Parker Hayden Media
Published: 2018-06-18T22:00:00+00:00

22

Stavark

Stavark paused on the ridge above of Denema’s Valley. It was still the greenest valley he had ever seen. Even before GodSpill returned to the lands, the greenery of Denema’s Valley had seemed unnatural, as though a small bit of the Age of Ascendance had remained.

He saw the cluster of shops surrounding the city circle and the fountain, where the darklings had taken the Rabasyvihrk and the Maehka vik Kalik, where they’d nearly killed him, and where...

He could not find his calm when thinking about what the darklings had done to Orem.

This moment...cut short by violence, the end unknown, it must be returned to. It must, or it will hold my spirit prisoner forever.

Elekkena came up behind him. She was as much an enigma now as she had been before they left Sylikkayrn, but she was a good companion. She did not speak, except when there was something important to say, and she was a superlative hunter, even better than Stavark himself. They traded nights where one would hunt and the other would make the fire and forage for vegetables. She always brought back meat, and quickly. He would like to have gone with her on one of her hunts, but to travel fast, it was best to alternate hunting duties.

Elekkena never offered anything about her past, specifically about her two-year journey, and Stavark did not pry.

“Have you been to the human lands before?” he said to her.

“Yes,” she said, but did not say more.

“Have you been to Denema’s Valley?” Stavark asked, surprised.

“Yes.” He continued to watch her, and she raised an eyebrow. “Did you think you were the only syvihrk to travel the human lands, Stavark, son of Sallark?”

He searched within himself. Why was it surprising she had been here? Was he so judgmental that he assumed all of the syvihrk were like his mother, enclosed by fear, unwilling to venture into the human lands? That was a shortcoming. He must be wary. Wisdom was found in resilience.

He spoke the truth. “Yes, I did.”

She smiled. Another surprise. He had never seen her smile before.

“It appears that you do not know everything,” she said.

He didn’t answer that. “Come,” he said. “This city is where it happened.”

He slipped around the boulder and down the trail. Elekkena fell in silently behind him. He hadn’t gone more than twenty paces when he heard something to their right near the cliff face of the ridge. With a quick signal, he dropped to a squat. Elekkena did the same.

There were people in that direction, a flash of light between the trees, the sound of horses. He felt the air ripple, as though someone was using GodSpill. This was not something every syvihrk could do, but Stavark tried to be at one with the land. He could tell when a threadweaver was working.

He nodded to Elekkena and triggered that place deep within himself that was the birthright of all syvihrk. He flicked his gaze to a specific tree.

Silver burst within him. It began in his eyes, expanding outward through his head and body.

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