Darkin: The Prophecy of the Key (The Darkin Saga Book 2) by Turkot Joseph

Author:Turkot, Joseph [Turkot, Joseph]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781300428657
Publisher: Darkin Fantasy
Published: 2012-11-19T18:30:00+00:00

Wallstrong opened its gates. The citizens openly wept. Erguile strode in along with the rest; ignoring the empathy he felt for the women and children that stood tearfully around them, he began to issue orders, assuming what command he could, rallying what spirit was left, and organizing a defense of the impending siege of the city—to fortify the walls as Peren had commanded him to, with the time Peren had paid his life to secure.

XVII: TEMPERN

“How many hours have I been at this?” Adacon mumbled, doubting he would ever find the right way. He had rediscovered his own tracks in the snow twice already. The sun was setting and a cankerous hunger turned his stomach upon itself, yet still the landscape looked unchanged; he couldn’t tell if he’d made any progress at all in the frozen white sea.

At the start of the morning he had decided he would simply climb up until he found signs of his missing friends. That hope had ended fast as the trail descended, ascended, then curved steeply up, then became impassable. He’d struggled for hours to find alternate routes, but each proved as unyielding as the first. “Perhaps I need to take a nap,” Adacon wearily thought aloud. He was very close to completely numb. Frostbitten hands braced his fall as he dropped doll-like into knee-deep snow along a high ridge pass he’d surely crossed before.

“This is nice.”

A warmth suddenly came into his chest, and he wondered how it had happened—he decided he must be losing feeling inside his chest, the final stage of freezing to death; or maybe it was merely a delusion, all of it. Closing his eyes, a deep peace came into the former slave’s heart: he suddenly thought of Krem’s palace in the Solun Desert; there it was warm, safe. Adacon remembered first seeing Krem’s marvelous pool, crystal clear down to the grey stone basin, and the amazing stalactites that glittered above as a starry night—Adacon’s mind wandered further: he remembered radiant flowers, warm seclusion beneath the forest, soothing hot water—what was it called? What was she called? Calan—Adacon focused all his thought on his love; quietly his mind began to finally turn off. He smelled her rose-scented hair; he felt her soft skin; he heard her tell him she loved him; he heard himself say it back to her; he felt her warm embrace; he felt himself falling asleep by her side.

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