The Lost Child by H P Mallory

Author:H P Mallory [Mallory, H P]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

options, then Jolie would take them there to bide time oontil she could figure another plan.”

“I’ve heard of it,” nodded Klassje. “But I thought it was in Faery.”

“Ah,” Odran managed a smile and raised a finger. “Well, ye might say it is and it isnae.”

“Odran,” I admonished him, “this is no time for riddles.”

“The Broch exists part in this world and part in Faery,” Odran explained. “As Ah said, it was built when the Oonderworlders first came here, and they found the place wild with magic, as the world was in those times. They found the portal energy, an’ were able to channel it to form a permanent link in Kinloch Broch. The idea was that if people were ever trapped from either side, they could escape into the other world.”

“That could explain why I couldn’t reach Jolie through my thoughts,” I said, pondering the subject out loud as I chewed my lower lip. “If she was in Faery, there would be no way I could have reached her.”

“That’s probably exactly why,” Klaasje said with a nod and a big grin.

“So Jolie might have evacuated everyone into Faery?” I asked as I faced Odran.

“It’s possible, lass.” Odran was looking more optimistic with every passing moment. “Ah daresay it would depend on wh at happened here.”

#

Odran led the way along the beach, away from the fire of Kinloch Kirk. It had not been the happy homecoming I’d been hoping for, but as long as Jolie and the rest of our friends were alive, I would take it.

Soon enough, our path led off the beach and through the stands of pine trees in the mountain foothills. Apparently we had a longish trek to Kinloch Broch, something I wasn’t excited about because it meant it would take us that much longer to return for Sinjin and Dureau.

“I’ve had enough of mountain climbing,” announced Klassje, as the path became steeper.

“Then ye picked the wrong place to live,” observed Odran.

Maybe it was a point of silly, personal pride, but I found the Scottish mountains of Kinloch Kirk, far superior to those in

Faery. Obviously the Faery mountains were taller, snowier and more mountainy, but that was part of the problem. They felt like storybook mountains; perfect in every detail, but lacking realism. These were real rock and sod mountains, buckled up from the bones of the earth.

We had been climbing a while when we started to hear noises from up ahead. The sounds of people.

“Sounds like a lot of people,” said Klassje. “Like a big camp.”

“Aye,” agreed Odran.

Though we were searching for our people, none of us leapt to the conclusion that this was good news. We were all smart enough to be wary and approached with care, sticking to the trees as we crested the rise that looked down into the valley that housed the entrance to Kinloch Broch.

My heart sank. There, below us, was a vast encampment of soldiers. Luce’s army of Elementals, Daywalkers and hybrids. And they were parked right outside the entrance to Kinloch Broch which meant they were waiting for my sister to surrender.

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