The Calm Before (Reign and Ruin novella) by Jules Hedger

Author:Jules Hedger
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, fantasy, paranormal, urban, free, novella, monsters, new adult, jules hedger, reign and ruin

Lucan

The Call of the Wilds

A Rider’s Vow

Suns will rise and sons may fall

The fight is just as certain, just as sweet

I ride on through the darkness and the sprawl

Ne'er will I halt, ne'er will I retreat

And if I fall, as ghost I shall return

And carry with me sword of iron blue

As cinders fill the air and fires burn

Riders ride on and in and through

There are only three ways on which you can enter into Palet. The first is through the marbles. Those that take this route are usually government workers. Saying that, it is not highly recommended; the drugs leave a bad taste in your mouth and an ache in your gut.

The second is through dreaming. Only the Painter himself and those newly dreamt-up can enter this way as, after all, they are his dreams alone. Nevertheless, it must be mentioned.

And the third is through the Painter himself, by his own will if he were ever to realize it was finite possibility. Many philosophers have argued that paths two and three are basically the same and that the lack of human consciousness doesn’t matter in the end.

However, that lack of control opens up a dangerous door. And if you found that there was a possibly entryway into the head of God where you could poke around in their brain, wouldn’t you try? This slightly off-putting reasoning is precisely why the Painter instated Dream Catchers.

Is it also exactly how Lucan found himself sagging at the top of the ten foot pole in the middle of the Wilds, watching clouds gather on the horizon that heralded the beginning of a mighty and ferocious sand storm.

The wind whipped his dark hair across his brow and he shut his eyes to stop the grit from blinding him. Not for the first time in his short years, he reasoned life would have been much simpler had he never been born. For one, he would not be up a pole. And he wouldn't have a complete asshole for a half-brother.

Another stellar reason for not being born was the shameful feeling that the Painter would never have died. Presumably it had something to do with the dream he let through that did it. Lucan shook his head and, as the wind died down for a short moment, eyed the oncoming clouds. If it was so, this entire situation was all his fault: the upcoming Reign Walk, the rise of a tyrant, these fucking sand burns. Really, things in Palet would have been much better had he not been born.

Cirrus told him so all the time. His mother did too, until the two brothers started to grow up and she saw that while one had a healthy fascination in books and animals, the other kept to himself and was sometimes seen talking to the air.

Guess which one was the loner?

Yeah, not the one who, at the cusp of adulthood, suddenly grew like a live mountain into a handsome, blue-eyed Lothario. No, it was the one who grew up

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