One Realm Beyond (Realm Walkers) by Paul Donita K

One Realm Beyond (Realm Walkers) by Paul Donita K

Author:Paul, Donita K. [Paul, Donita K.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: ebook
Publisher: Zondervan
Published: 2014-01-27T16:00:00+00:00


According to Bridger, the portal they sought would take three days’ flight to reach. The dragon expressed enthusiasm over the time they would spend together and the possibility of deepening their bond. Cantor reminded Bridger that this was a onetime excursion. He hadn’t bonded a constant yet.

That first night, Cantor discovered by the campfire that Bridger had a pleasing voice and carried a tune well. His musical aptitude was the first thing that he’d found likeable about the dragon. He chastised himself for that thought. If he was to be honest with himself, he realized the clumsy oaf had done many things to aid in the rescue of the captured young men.

Unfortunately, right after that charitable thought, Bridger turned abruptly and swept his tail through the campfire. Burning logs, embers, and ash scattered over Cantor’s bedroll. His roasting dinner, a rabbit on a spit, rolled through the dirt.

Bridger’s help in cleaning up the mess he’d made almost ruined Cantor’s blankets, and when he accidentally stepped on the hot rabbit, he hopped on one foot, holding his burnt toes. Cantor dodged the leaping Bridger and took refuge behind a tree until the camp looked like it had been trashed by mean monkeys.

In the middle of the second night, the dragon rudely awoke Cantor by picking him up and running around in circles.

The dragon muttered, “Thunder, lightning, so much water, so much water.”

Cantor’s kicking and screaming brought Bridger out of his sleepwalking state.

“What were you thinking?” he asked when the dragon put him down.

“You were going to drown. The clouds opened up and rain fell like the whole sky was a waterfall. I had to take you to safety.”

Only a hint of sarcasm tripped off of Cantor’s tongue. “Thanks for the rescue.”

The last night, they found a cave. Cantor suggested strongly that the cave was too small for the both of them. Bridger took the hint and said he would sleep on the wide ledge at the opening. After three days of strenuous flight and lack of sleep the night before, Bridger conked out, his body forming an excellent windbreak against the nippy northern breeze.

Both adventurers slept well. As the night progressed, Bridger relaxed, and in the manner of mor dragons, he grew. Cantor woke late in the morning. No light from the sun reached his corner. He stood slowly, stretching out the kinks from sleeping on rock. He soon discovered why the cave had remained dark. Bridger’s body blocked most of the entrance.

“Hey, Bridger, wake up.”

The dragon did not stir. But Jesha appeared in the small gap to the outside. She huddled down, and a soft purr resonated through the cave.

Cantor sat on a boulder and tugged on his boots. He called out again, but Bridger responded with a heavy sigh and a snort.

Cantor sauntered up to Bridger and put both hands on the dragon, carefully avoiding the razor-sharp edges of his scales.

“Hey, dragon, we’ve got to go.” He slapped out the simple rhythm of his sister’s name. Tap. Tap. Tap. Hard tap.



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