Thoughts for a Portal by Jeffrey M Poole

Author:Jeffrey M Poole [Poole, Jeffrey M]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, adventure, action, Humor, fantasy, magic, Science Fiction, wizards, dragons, Time travel
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10 – An Aislinn Alert

“What the hell was she thinking?” Steve swore. “A tiny young dwarf girl is not going to have a snowball’s chance in Nevir trying to survive out there on her own. She has to know that, doesn’t she?”

“Remember what Pryllan said,” Sarah softly added. “She won’t be at peace until the shachar has been absolved. The poor little girl must be going out of her mind trying to figure out why she has this inexplicable attraction to Pryllan.”

“The underling must be found,” Pryllan agreed. “Steve is right. There are many unthinkable dangers that await.”

“Do all the dragons know that the dwarves are looking for a missing child?” Steve asked, curious.

Pryllan’s enormous head nodded. “Aye.”

“Does Rinbok?”

Pryllan nodded again. “Aye. The Dragon Lord knows.”

Steve cursed silently to himself.

“She said Rinbok knows the dwarves are looking for a missing underling,” Sarah clarified. “He doesn’t know about the child’s connection to Pryllan.”

“That is correct,” the dragon confirmed. “And we must keep it that way.”

“How fast can you get back to the valley?” Sarah asked.

“Flying at normal speeds the journey would take about two hours.”

“I know you’re capable of flying faster than that,” Steve confided to her. “We’ve flown that way a number of times before.”

“Perhaps a half hour,” Pryllan amended. “Brace yourselves.”

Sarah scooted closer to Steve and wrapped her arms around him. Steve hugged his wife close and waited. Within moments the passing landscape was flashing by so fast everything had been reduced to a dizzying blur. The howl of the wind was so bad that Sarah buried her face in Steve’s chest and gripped him in a death grip, afraid she’d be torn from his grasp.

“Hang in there!” Steve tried shouting to her, but without the benefit of Pryllan sharing her senses with him, like they had done so many times in the future, his words were lost to the wind.

Thirty five minutes later Pryllan decelerated and resumed her normal velocity. Steve risked a glance through the dragon’s massive claws. They were back in the valley and were flying at a much more comfortable speed. He risked a glance at Sarah.

Sarah was glaring at him. Her eyes were shooting daggers and he could see why. Sarah’s long brown hair looked as though it had been hit by a tornado, followed immediately by a category 4 hurricane. The hair scrunchy she had been using to tie her hair up in a ponytail was long gone. Strands of hair were sticking out in all directions, with the vast majority of her hair slanting up and away from her. The last time Steve had seen hair looking like that had been either an episode of the Simpsons or else the Bride of Frankenstein. Steve swallowed nervously. He had to be exceedingly careful not to indicate he had noticed the condition his wife’s hair had become.

“Not one word,” Sarah warned him. “I must look terrible. Let’s not do that again.”

Not trusting himself to speak, Steve gave her a noncommittal grunt and tried to ignore the wild and disarrayed hairdo that was capable of poking an eye out.

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