The Land's Whisper by Monica Lee Kennedy

Author:Monica Lee Kennedy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fantasy, fantasy series, fantasy trilogy, fantasy action adventure epic series, trilogy book 1, fantasy 2016 new release
Publisher: Monica Lee Kennedy

CHAPTER 18

Malitas shall never stop. It seeks evil the way the living seek breath.

-Genesifin

Darse and Brenol settled upon a gentle pace to break back into the journey, especially in light of their new footwear. It proved to be a wise resolution. The land between Tonkyon and the Barn was a tangled mess of rock and forest, making the distance they had to cover seem much greater than it really was. Brenol attempted to gauge Darse’s health and stamina without making it too obvious he was doing so.

The day wore on endlessly. Each withheld his thoughts as they scanned the land for the bizarre, hoping desperately to reach the Barn without incident. Their necks tingled as Selet’s eye bore hotly upon them—even Darse could not deny its keen prick—and the thick foliage crowded them with memories of their initial encounter with Fingers.

A river had never been such a welcome sight.

The water was every bit as wild as they had been told. It thundered mightily northeast, and the two opted to pull back into the woods to camp for the night away from its roar. The following day they traipsed the dusty trail that miraculously wound alongside the waterway. Neither spoke, for it would have required shouting over the rushing din, but there was little to say anyway, and the two reached the crossing to Bompaul by evening.

The stone bridge was unmanned, and the two trudged over, halting momentarily in the center to marvel at the power flowing under their feet. Once across, Brenol turned down the path towards the town, but he stopped as Darse’s hand clasped his forearm with a sudden pressure.

“Darse?” Brenol asked. He eyed the man with concern.

Darse opened his mouth, searching for words. When none came, he exhaled in shame and cast his golden orbs to the ground.

“Want to camp tonight?” Brenol asked gently.

He nodded, his face sagging but grateful.

~

That night, the flames licked up merrily as the two huddled close to the warm blaze. All was quiet, save for the popping of the wood and the distant roar of the Barn. Darse avoided his companion’s green gaze and finally settled into his blankets with a clenched relief. Brenol kept watch for several hours before setting aside his thoughts and succumbing to exhaustion.

The chilly night air eventually overpowered the fire. Darse, awake, peered at the paltry blaze. His whole body shivered, but he did not rouse himself to stoke the embers back to life. He closed his eyes tightly and willed the sun to hide forever.

~

Brenol decided they should circumvent Bompaul, even though Darse seemed more keen on the town with the day’s new light, in favor of heading straight to Trilau. The road to Trilau was well-tended, and they eased down it with a reserved thankfulness. Fellow travelers walked beside them, all sharing Gartoung’s olive complexion and style of dress. Robes of gray, black, and white swished past purposefully, and dark eyes peered curiously at them. Foreigners appeared to be an uncommon sight in the heart of Selet.

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